MoLise gazed through Nubian night, where streaks of light beamed spiritual dancing orbs. Her feelings nuzzled tight within, and her face etched with the tiniest grin. Amazed she stood in awe, that spiritual intervention she knew naught, but a feeling as overwhelming as this, could never be ignored.
MoLise began to jump, to free herself of her earthly pain, she reached an inner state which most can only dream to gain. Here she was extended like an elongated finger touching what is unknown to man, and she pondered on her final thoughts, this is not what I planned.
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