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On the top of a Hill, surrounded by the sea

There was a castle built by limpid stones.

Nothing could be unseen.

A lady resides the Castle, alone and cursed

Exposed in endless lucidity

Every minute of her life could be seen

(Narrative 01)

They observed all of her days

There was shame in those eyes

Her wish is to run away, brake that walls

Which in the past she called it home

Run to a distant place, where she could live

In her holy privacy – Forever and ever and ever

Prying eyes

So hungry,

Repressing

Of scorn

Prying eyes

So hungry,

Repressing

Of scorn

(Narrative 02)

In a fury time the lady forgot everything and everyone around

Started destroying the castle of glass

Many people was around the castle

With curiosity in their face

Splinters going everywhere

The castle felt into ruins

Now the lady and the lookers-on

Are gone

(Narrative 03)

Finally the lady could fly away

From those curiosity eyes... that hunted her