she pondered, wandered. to that familiar crossroad once again. haven't she already been here before? why does it feel like it's only been a circle. why is it still the same. that same emotion. that familiar question. that predictable consequence. that known fact. in that very same place, same person.
the wall came crumbling down. her defense lowered. she says, "set me free. set me free".
he would not listen.
she's caught.
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