a lonely story of a girl in a velvet morning. she was walking around the cemetery after the rain and made friends with the white numb sculptures.{because nobody wants to talk too her at school} but in the end, when there was a sun slightly shined upon her pale face, she felt the need to be infinite and became eternal like the white numb sculptures.
>>> appeared in Frankie Magazine's Weekly Newsletter in the first week of November
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