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Dec 2014
High degree of lunacy from the lack of meaning in her life.
She did what she wanted, yet I don't think she wanted anything.
A dead stare she carried closely almost everywhere she went.
I overheard her saying the world is broken.
No, she is broken.
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Phoenix Rising  122/Non-binary/Death's Door
(122/Non-binary/Death's Door)   
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