The green girl necessarily pines for the past, because the present is too uncomfortable to be present in and the future, unimaginable. The need to long, to desire that which she cannot have, that which has eluded her, because she deceives herself that it was this person, this chance, where she would have found happiness.
Love, Happiness
Agnes always wanted to go out. Out was better than in. In was inside, in was interior, in was introspection.
Fiction
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