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In the soft light of the moon she was walking- listening to the scattered thoughts emerging from the stream of grief , tearing apart the inner world within her. Suddenly a sharp glowing light appeared- breaking the chaos of darkness. She stopped, thoughts paused. An Anonymous lantern holding the cryptic light was splashing the shine on a nearby bench. She could see a blurry shadow of a book on the grass under the bench -sleeping with tranquility as if it had won a battle today. She forced her legs towards the bench, Commanded her arms to grab a book, Opened it. She stared at the book with silent eyes. Her lips changed the shape letting her teeth to spread their shine. Some pages were dead, some were injured , some garnered strength from the words, others basked in peace while a few absorbed the happiness. She smiled and continued to walk.