Her life is lie; everything about it should be questioned and pondered. None of her thoughts
are original or astounding. Her face is covered by a mask and her hair has been
colored and cut. She didn’t earn her name; it was merely given to her. She has
never loved nor hated and yet her heart is shattered. She is beautiful but still
plain, she is everything anyone could hope to be; and she is hated by everyone.
She is alone in a crowed world.
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