Lying in quiet stillness. Her eyes were glazed. Her lips faded from its façade. Her mind was pondering. Pondering. Pondering. That girl pondered. That girl pondered if she was ever the light to a person's darkness. That girl pondered if she was ever the light to her own darkness. That girl pondered if that light were to be extinguished, would anyone else's light be extinguished as well?
...then, would that girl find her way home?
Pondering. Pondering the details of a path she could not see nor understand. Pondering details of herself she did not wish to face. Pondering. Pondering. Pondering.
Pondering pulled darkness over light.
That girl lost her light. But though she found it again, light once lost will never evade its darkness.
So do not ponder.
Don't think too much, guys. It could kill you.
*sigh*
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