A Course in Miracles says "There are no private thoughts..the universe & God & everyone picks it up." Maybe that is what I was trying to tell you all along, but you already knew, reading my brain from across the page, the room, the universe.
The charts kept talking about The Saturn Return but I never thought girls could be mean after you were thirteen; after blood dropped down everyone's thighs and we were women.
All the dogs growl now like wolves and maybe the only warning is that we have to go back somewhere else soon where they don't design anything.
I should have known from the get go with the dry erase board but I wanted to believe everybody; I wanted to believe everything.
It's the prettiest room but I lived alone for a long time. I think my head has hurt like this for 3 months and 7 years.
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