She has stripped the flesh from her spine and has turned the ribbons of muscle into twine
she attaches her self to an old oak tree so she can sway in the wind until the light has fully dimmed to black
she reaches a state of bliss where she reminisced and missed a moment from her past
the feeling does not last for long but to her reliving that short moment was well worth the pain
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