And that is proof enough,
That what one initiates…
Only has to inspire the desire
To make real what isn’t.
Like any emotion…
That begins from mere suggestion.
And anyone who has ever felt,
What has not been seen…
Knows it is better left mentioned,
And described…
To gain the best affect!
Thus creating any reaction that is wished!
Especially in a controlled environment.
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