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A path to the heart is a path through a pavilion of tears. Oh, woman, it does not take a lot to make you cry… all you want is to be seen. Tears wash away all masks that we made you wear.
I wonder why we create a society where you need to try so hard. And the more you try to be yourself, the further you leave the beacon of light that you are. Soon the light stops reaching the places you go — and darkness engulfs you completely. You start to reach for other sources of light. You may even stop recognizing yourself. Finally, you stretch yourself so thin — you become almost transparent, reflecting the cruel world around you.
Yet I find you. I take you back and, once again, our path takes us through…
