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I took the needles from her hand and stated to place them, one by one, into my skin. When I was done, I tuned and found that she had vanished- or left. One never can tell.
I sat quietly there in the wilderness, and listened to nature as the needles began to vibrate. I was finally at one with something. I just didn’t know what.
I decided I’d wait for to return and ask.
The first week was the hardest.
It rained for the second week.
The third was calming and peaceful.
I don’t think she’s coming back.
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