We are not dead yet(poetry): Plot twist and other magic tricks

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"there is no cure for side effects",

Gossip became a therapist, he placed his pen as if telling her it can't be of help. He did what he could do, his eyes waver from a bloodshot eighteen-year-old girl who still struggles puberty and who misses a lot of classes just to be able to stay breathing. Her dry mouth parted, she thought of breathing out just to be sure she's still awfully alive and constantly tortured by judgements.

Before the session ends, she replied all too late but to hell if it sounded barbaric," Side effects are half people whose melodic hearts stole by whole people, what makes side effects less compatible from other people who has pure heart to beat but no rhythm? "