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Nothing could contain her

Some people say that her love cannot be real. But she was determined to not regret a life she hadn’t lived. That cabin was proof of the true state. It contained her energy and vibes.

She always went around saying “how do you kill that which is already dead.” No one fully got it. But the irony was that she lived and lived a full life. Nothing could contain her. Now the cabin was up for sale. And any new owner could only hope to soak in a fifth of her energy and truly live.

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