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I was standing in the middle of nowhere, looking at sky.
The fresh rain was dripping from my cold body.
The moonlight was brushing my hair and ground was catching my tears.
My soul was free, but my body was trapped.
I could hear my heart-beating louder than the rain.
My feet united with icy ground.
SOUL I froze, as the moon was getting closer and closer.
The stars were crying with me… The moon took my soul.
By Anika I fell on my knees. Suddenly, everything was normal but, only one thing
Stasinska was different.
My soul was dead.
