During the night she visited me.
I didn't scream. Too drugged.
It was warm in the room, my eyes closed--
but I saw her.
She offered me something all powerful,
Consider peyote, magic fungus,
passion flower, green stuff.
What she held was greater. Was medicine of the nations.
I could have accepted, but I chose not.
So here we are, "do you love me?" [check
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