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Reliving visions from my childhood

I was 3.

doctors office waiting room,
white walls.

kids play area had long narrow carpeted play castle tunnels
like a cat tree.

secluded.

peculiar,
there was a circular hole going down,
below the floor
halfway through one of the tunnels.

I traveled down, and down I went.

found myself,

in the black and red;
silhouette shadows.

I was in hell
and the devil whispered in my ear.
samael
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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