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She was living there, a couple of incehs under the brain.
She was made to tremble everytime you scratched your nape.
To "kill" her was possible in only two ways. The first was to split your head, suicide you may call it.
The second was too complex for you.
She just sat there and demolished everything good before IT got to your consciousness.
And do you know why? Because you let her.
Sometines, you want to kill that bitch. You know she's responsible for 95% of the shit you went through in life.
But, (until you despair) She will always be there.
Because the second way to kill her completely, is to take everything she nourished on.
Almost the only way, is to be happy.

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