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11:41 p.m. - Wednesday, Aug. 21, 2002 ....in a weightless, dreamy manner....a sensation.......swirling behind my face........ hovering......softly...... like a butterfly.......on my lips.......rising out the top of my head....... Yet.....staying......holding me in this......rapturous........state And I don't want to flee...don't want it to end........
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