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Apr 2014
She walked along the foot path.

She was scared for no reason. Oh yes she was!.

Meeting people scared her.

But that is what she liked to do.

New faces refreshed her somehow. (She always wondered about the ideas on how to make a face)

The fear and the passion

Both constantly fought within.

The framework you call - "mind"

The fear was winning, of course.

But the passion being present quietly.. still..

was the proof of its strength. O yeah.

Or was it to be Β meant this way?

There is a third character.

The Numb. (Thats just a "factorius" name :) )

The presence of this nullifies the fight outwardly

Pain killer act.

But then..



I can see a four.
Steffi Jacob
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Steffi Jacob  New Delhi, India
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