She took a mind that served her well, solving complex problems with ease. Then introduced a toxic feast, days of banquets to slowly seize. Her lungs, her liver, her memory, all dulled beneath indulgent pleas. Thoughts began to dissolve and drift, like smoke escaping through the trees.

Her Beautiful Mind

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