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fields of lavender
as far as the eye can see,
in rows of scented purple
growing insatiable idiosyncrasies,
our minds are a rich, deep soil
and the children of our thoughts
run free,

run free
and light,
run free
and careless,
like a river to the sea.

the heart is programmed
to be broken,
to let in the light,
and the earth in us is woken,
our heart will open,
it will open,

when we take in our first
breath of this heaven.
"You want business, love?"

"No, thank you, but I do have a proposal for you."

"Oh yeah? What's that, then?"

"If you come with me now to the church just across the road and pray with me for a while, I'll grant you entry into heaven."

"Who do you think you are? Jesus?"

"I am a simple man. I go by many names. Will you accompany me and save your soul?"

"Look, mate, it's fifty for a **** and twenty for oral. You want business or not?"

"My child, I bless you. Take this money and buy some food. Maybe tomorrow you will reconsider visiting the house of God."

"Cheers for the cash, mate. You're a strange one, aren't you? You want a blowie before you leave?"

"Oh, go on then."
Yep, another one from the vaults!
"Hello, Betty, take a seat."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"How have you been since Tilly passed away?"

"It's been rough. I'm still producing milk. The farmer steals that each day to sell for profit. I feel used, abused, and lost without my little Tilly."

"You knew it was coming, though. You knew any lambs born would be taken to market."

"Yes, I knew, but it still hurts my heart. Why can't we live our lives as humans do? My husband doesn't seem to care either. All he thinks about is the next sheep he can impregnate."

"This is the way things are, I'm afraid, Betty. Man sees you as a commodity, and Tilly was part of it."

"I loved her. She... she... she was my world. Now her memory is one of pain and anger. Anger that she was murdered and ended up on a dinner plate."

"Would you like some medication to help you with the stress?"

"It won't bring my baby back, will it?"

"No. But—"

"You're the same, Doctor. You're all the same."

"Betty, sit back down. We have another thirty minutes."

"Goodbye..."
Soz, more from the vault!
"What happens when you get angry?"

"I fixate. My head hurts. I have tics.
I cry. I lash out.
I become a different animal."

"Which animal would you like to be?"

"A human."

"Are you taking drugs?"

"Yes."

"Are you drinking?"

"No."

"Have you many friends?"

"Aquaintances, yes."

"What would be your dream day?"

"One without fear."

"Why are you here?"

"To talk."

"Is it helping?"

"No."

"I'll see you next week, Richard."

"Yea, thank you, Doctor."
Sorry, another repost
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