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Ahhhh man I saw that great gray light.
It came down on me like a wash of

absent friends and wishing well misfortune.
I touched myself to feel whole.
I touched myself to forget that touching

myself was a necessary evil.

Afterwards,

I slept in the deepest space I could find.
I was there and felt nothing at all.

Raymond Strickland Sept.25, 2010