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in a bad place,

alone

and divorced again

in a cold

rainy city,

she

began to slide deeper

into

the dark

side of mysticism,

channeling

voices,

getting messages from

the great beyond.

she was hearing

things

with her ear to the floor

of her

studio

apartment.

a candle set before

her.

i've been told to give

everyone

a message,

she'd say,

while in a yoga pose.

arms bent

sideways with

legs

akimbo.

the message

is peace,

love

and light she relayed

in a whisper,

now

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