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A fan of Virginia Woolf She awoke in the night. Her body felt swollen, her eyes moist. She’d been crying again. It seemed like a routine which was impossible to escape. Each night she awoke in cold sweats, in fear that she would lose everything—the house, Richard, the flowers in the garden and the world she knew, though she detested it. She was in a never-ending cycle of inescapable fear. The tears came without a catalyst. She was forever crying. The dark of the room seemed an impenetrable curtain and it became increasingly difficult to catch her breath and slow her heart’s beating. It had to happen agaiA fan of Virginia Woolf
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