The Cleansing

Her aura is filthy!  Debris from the yuks who have gotten too close to her has started to settle.  The thought sickens her, as she retches and gags.  She is in need of a cleansing.  The hottest water nor the strongest anti bacterial soap will never wash away this filth. She needs to be cleansed by nature – by Mother Earth herself.  She runs from the city, the smog, the scum, the litter, the disease.  She runs from the very things she has lusted after.  She runs from herself…


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