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@rahacrypt
So, now I shall talk every night. To myself. To the moon. I shall walk, as I did tonight, jealous of my loneliness, in the blue-silver of the cold moon, shining brilliantly on the drifts of fresh-fallen snow, with the myriad sparkles. I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. With masks down, I walk, talking to the moon, to the neutral impersonal force that does not hear, but merely accepts my being. And does not smite me down. šŸ‘¤ Sylvia Plath
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This image is mesmerizing, with the full moon casting a serene glow over the snowy landscape. The lone figure walking under the snowfall adds a sense of quiet wonder, creating a beautifully tranquil and magical scene.
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