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are but fluffy white clouds now, drifting above your head against a blue sky, independent from you as you are from them, free of them now, lotus on a grassy field, hearing only my voice in your head...breathe deep...in...out...in...out...as in front of you a beautiful sunflower materializes...focus on the sunflower...all else fades into the background, becoming ever fainter in your mind...you see now only the sunflower, yellow against the blurry green, a million hearts with points in all directions around its edge...you see it...breath deep...in...out...in...out...you are the sunflower, the sunflower is you, vital, encapsulating, you it, it you...breathing as you do...deep breaths...wonderful now...swaying on the gentle wind...all is well...you are a beautiful sunflower, on a beautiful day...and all is well....
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