Hey Anastasia,
How are you doing ?
How are you letting your whims and weepings go so far ?
How do you keep up with walking alone in the strangling streets of cold?
How do you keep up with the breaks in your heart and the seaping spirit from your soul ?
How do you live ?
Why do you smile ?
Why do you talk ?
Why did you have such a long way to walk ?
Hey Anastasia,
You have too fancy name to exist.
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