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For hours she’s been staring, motionless as a statue, at the steadily falling rain,
her thoughts a bleak circle without a beginning and without an end.
And just as the water soaks the ground, she too absorbs the gloom of despair
that is her constant shadow,
fogging her waking dreams with a hopelessness and futility
even her sleeping form in the depth of the night cannot escape.
In the sightless vision of this grey haze,
the arms of the spirits of the underworld close around her
and without resistance she accepts their embrace,
to sink into the forever of a numb and frozen darkness,
where her eyes cannot see, her ears cannot hear, her skin feels no touch
and her mind can no longer torture her with the desires of her once living being.