The drowning girl has two choices, either she flutters her limbs and fights to live or may embrace the fate, praise the victory of the gravity, hugging the deepest depths and kiss the death. But the girl knows how to swim but she still lets the gravity win. This curious head has no desire to explore the beauty residing up on the surface of the ocean. The only desire left is to touch the deepest shell, to uncover it and find the pearl of the truth. She knows that once she reaches her destination, the truth will engulf her and then there is no coming back. Whatever it takes but the pain is intense and she must find the truth, she knows nothing else but she only knows that the hell of death can’t be worse than the hell of life.
But there is one force which she cannot control. It’s the buoyant force of friendship which breaks the basic laws of physics, bringing the densest head to the surface. Perhaps the strongest force, it’s still nothing but just a silent feeling of nearness which unknowingly becomes a source to vent out all the pains, making the densest head the lightest of all, without any loss of mass. The freedom is inexplicable. And she breaks the sphere of sadness, which she only has woven once. The area around her lips takes the convex folds and she smiled at her own wingless flight.
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