A brief encounter, in the therapy room,
A ray of hope, amidst all round gloom.
Dazzled by the charisma, of therapist at large,
I've become dependent, giving up charge.
He stirs up memories, and conflicts of past,
Our sessions are limited, they won't forever last,
The painful realization- this too shall pass,
I'll emerge stronger, but would be alone - alas!
The meeting was potent, he could see through me,
His touch was healing - letting me just be!
He cast on me, almost a magical spell,
My problems disappeared, but on him I dwell.
A moment in time, that got imprinted on my mind,
We have to see if the effects last, as the sessions wind.
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