Woman’s Perfume & Magic

I smelled a woman’s perfume in the air, turned my head and this one appears. Of course that was AFTER seeing a stuffed bunny rabbit. This is not the movie Matrix. It is an open door, an invitation. I filmed it, walked back into my building, sat down with this phone in my hand. The double doors to my left are locked. A man with red eyes and an oddly shaped face banged on the door to let him in. I shook my head and put my hands up. I know which path to take, never let the enemy in through invitation. God still loves me.

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