By the Grace of God

In a room with a view to the life she refuses to see, a woman is slowly killing the remaining few that still love her and she is blind.

The gods were gracious today, there is rain in the desert.

I will go out and dance in it.

At last.

In a room with a view to nowhere a woman dances, she believes the tears on her cheeks is rain falling from the heavens, trapping her in her own hell for all her days remaining.

(susan: 7/10, it rained when we came home)

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