Utopia. It's her.

She remembers that everything in her life is the result of her thoughts and actions... She's sad... Because I didn't remember it before... Her wings chatted a lot, beating against the cage of false stereotypes and attitudes in which she was once put... A glass of wine won't solve anything... Nothing will change what has already happened... But it seems easier this way... This is how she grew up... Beliefs... How many more convictions will she have in her life imposed by society? When will it be free from all these installations and programs? How many more lessons, proofs and signs do you need?... Things have changed...

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