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The scent of a cold air conditioned room in the warm heat of the summer

brushes across your face and you breathe a sigh of relief



Relief for all the horrors in your life and crazy white walled cantidates are only shadows of yesterday now

but as your eyes touch the contrasting ventilation you now accept it without putting any thought behind your actions



Do you realize there was a time when those tingling feelings and sensations were blank and void

lost in a downward spiral, drowned in a spinning rage or uncontrolled anger

Numbness walking among the lifeless bacteria that has succumbed to the molecular fizzures in each crack along the seawall



Cold peels against your ifeless face - ripping you nightmares

acid burns and disclosed whisperings of the demons lingering in the obscrure dimensions of this torment



In the waking light the sun has now washed away the broken seashells from your face

Your eyelids have cleared of the impurities of denying faithful sight

You walk among the starfish and feel the soft sinking of each footstep into the crystalline waterfall



Last night as I looked into your beautiful brown eyes, I saw life again ... You saved me from this cold, cruel world