Anima Visit

I awoke remembering the visit of the anima who filled my night.  As much as I would like to think she belongs in some biblical sense to me, it is best that I wait for and see to what help is needed by those who do not remember changing their names and where just a bit more comfort, a full-body embrace, creates a generous amount of sunshine that spills out of opened boxes and how some time off helps too, undisturbed by rumors of factions demanding tributes which threaten to strand all subscriptions to life.

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