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Write Anything.

Fixed on the eyes,
I allow myself
to become swallowed
into a warm place.

Why is this so
comfortable?

As I gaze,
her face changes,
reflecting the women
I have been drawn
to throughout my life.

My projections,
my transference
come alive.

Psychic dancing.
Caressed by energy.

My mind reads her lips,
silently mouthing
words in the periphery.
Speaking to me,
whispering,
soothing the subliminal.

Fingers hover.

Just write.
Write something.
Write anything…

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