she pointed her finger on me
brave, furious
she couldn't understand
not logical, not humane
she would ask about lights and sounds from nowhere
she shouted at the top of her voice
unstoppable, nervous
she couldn't comprehend
not touchable, not sane
she would brag about lights and sounds from nowhere
it would be as useless as fire to stop fire
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