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This story has nothing to do with infinity,

It's about quitting those cycles,

The ones who killed hope, like a virus.

 

The waves were crashing, the breeze was warm,

A paralyzed woman's body was lying at the sea.

Her clothes were soaked, a mixture of salted water and blood.

No one was near.

No one could see her.

Like if the beginning of human existence started that way, with a body coming out from the sea.

"Wake up"

"Don't take too long"

"Don't forget his name"

Veiled with wet curly hair and blood-drops

A lying goddess was gathering for her time to come. 

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