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Jan 2022
I am joined by singing birds as I walk alongside
the sandy sidewalk. And suddenly it starts to rain the heat creates a coral steam like that puts me in a dreamlike haze. Caught dancing like a child in my one-piece cutout & rosy cheeks. Red-handed as if a free man imprisoned for years now completely free. Raindrops are now crashing. I even taste them as I use to as a child and I realize I’m the goddess I’ve always wanted to be I've always been here. But now I’m ready to receive. Out of nowhere a scent of fresh oranges
call my name as it diffuses from a window in the yellow heat. Some say I see the world in a beautiful way. Que sera, sera, but I keep the faith you will join me one day.
Chapter Two: Massage Beds and Therapy Sessions
Confessions of Aggression
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