She had not chosen her life, but she was foggy on whether or not it was right to deny others the right to join her in her suffering. She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. Whenever ecstasy— any kind of ecstasy—filled her heart to bursting, these physical expressions eased the pressure.
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