You're the pain, You're the cure
she again shouted aloud as she walked further towards the field, opening her arms wide, she looked up at the sky and the stars, feeling the breeze all over her body, she felt enveloped in it, yet free
"No one's there, no Aliens, no Humans, no one, I have no one in my life, I'm so sad, I'm a sad girl, POOR SAD Girl" her pitch kept bobbing high and low, suddenly she played an imaginary guitar and strummed like a countryside rockstar, "Im a sad girl yeee, ohoooooo, yeah I'm a Poor Sad... sad girl yeaaaaaa, I'm a, am a sad girlllllllllll," she finished her performance to her imaginery audience, "Thankyou, thankyou dear ppls,"
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