Lost and lonely, she sat there pondering over a weight that held her down. Her crippled soul longed for a healing touch. It carried with it a heaviness that plunged through her pale, bare skin. Was this all? She thought to herself as she lifted her swollen feet off the cracked surface. The air surrounding her, was motionless, dry, casting a melonchly daze over her. Lost in the hypnotic trance of the mind games continuing within, she felt trapped in the maze of life. 95% of our daily experiences lack awareness. The programming of our individual unique subconscious overpowers the control we ought to have on destiny.
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