Rumi: (gasping while pulling her black golden jacket off and she throws it on the ground) Rumi: (sighing and then sings) no more hiding I’ll be shining like I’m born to be! cause we are hunters voices strong and..I know I believ- ugh…(goes on her knees) Rumi: how am I supposed to fix the world..? Fix me? When I don’t have my voice? Why now when I’m so close..why…(bands on the ground) (screams) WHY! (The honmoon glows red and Rumi gasps) childhood self:(sings) we are hunters voices strong..
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