Her soul stood apart, so very tender and beautiful. She loved extraordinarily as if living was but a shadow to this feeling.

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Her soul stood apart, so very tender and beautiful. She loved extraordinarily as if living was but a shadow to this feeling.
She saw a shadow bent over her, death's mouth was hungry. She struggled to break free. A cold kiss opened her mouth.
His soul, it was a shadow of his misery.