Reality seems like that recurring dream, in which she finds herself running in the eerie grandeur of palatial house, where silence screams. Life lacks togetherness and liveliness. But perhaps there’s no other option. Solitude has become her only companion. Maybe she should learn to be friends her loneliness. She sighs when someone knocks the door….
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