"Oh, look at how she listens, she says nothing of what she thinks. She just goes stumbling through her memories, staring out onto Grey Street. And she thinks, 'Hey, how did I come to this? I dreamed myself thousand times around the world, but I can't get out of this place.' There's an emptiness inside her and she'd do anything to fill it in. But all the colors mix together to grey, and it breaks her heart. "
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