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Jan 2018
My therapist likes to call it a condition
My priest calls it a curse
One tells me to take notes
The other, to gather flowers
To skip a session is unfortunate
while skipping mantras, a bad omen.
A traumatic childhood, the precusor
The stars suggest another version
A shift in neurological chemical patterns
The meeting of sun and venus, a bad combination.
Its the establishment of bad belief systems she convinces
And he swears age old wisdom is the best medicine.
kelly rai
Written by
kelly rai  Nepal
(Nepal)   
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