She woke up,
oddly
comfortably,
in a state of
being
which
suggested
not one spatial
reference to
up
or down,
behind,
ahead,
around.
Its
boundlessness
was glorious
in an
entirely
soft quiet
way.
It seems, to
look
at her, that’s
how
she has
remained –
and how she’ll stay..
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