Do you often wonder where's that spirit of you has gone?
22 years of life yet I feel like I haven't lived.
Billions of things, I never laid my eyes upon.
How stupidly short the time feels.
When an author dies in an accident, she lives with her story.
She once wrote- Everything is so beautiful and short. Has she been thinking, she'd die so fast. At the age of 23...Marina was her name. I read her short stories, I only got to know her by the news of her death. Beautifully written short stories. I don't remember everything I read, I just remember how I felt reading them. It was beautiful and poetic.
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