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For the months of hoping she could find the right love after suffering from so much pain, there's none that's best experienced in the most excruciating way compared to any other realizations than the fact that no matter where the eyes search the widest the only single most important entity that matters is the one that was just right there waiting to be noticed by the sides where it was put off for later, thinking that it won't go astray or that somehow after all things have been exhausted, everything will lead her back to it.

How unfortunate it is for her to become an object to be coveted for and to be taken advantage of. For like the vultures that surround the carcass after it’s been devoured waiting for an opportune time to feast on it some more to the bones or like the hawk that awaits the hen’s carelessness for him to quickly snatch his prize from amongst her chicks, the evil that surround her seems to cloud over her like overcast skies enveloping the once sunlight-filled atmosphere. But she can never be shaken. She knows far enough to know who the self-conceited egocentric snakes are, thinking they can fool their way into her. You can never grasp the depth of her persona for she is a mystery herself. You can never fathom her thoughts neither decipher her at all.

True enough when all the causes of weary exhaustion have been consumed in all the world we go back to the simplicity of the atmosphere inside the bubble that once wrapped us in our innocence, in that gift of pure love and sincere care, where we were once warmed in an embrace that seemed lasting than the stars. And so she's back in her space, in her eternal time and place where only she and her heart has knowledge about because that’s where she has found her home.