It's very sad. I hope she's doing fine.

Lovely, especially the last part... yin and yang, day and night, sun and moon, sky and earth. Good doesn't exist if there's no evil to point fingers at.

You already figured out that happiness does belong to you and it's created by your own mind.

It's good to read your hand isn't still, hoping for the next thrill. The pen you are holding is all you need to step into the light.