Kinktober; 2. Mindless

2. Mindless Blank Empty Perfect
The mantra echoed through her
Blank Empty Perfect
It drove out every thought. Every memory she'd ever had
Blank Empty Perfect
Whoever she had been. Whatever dreams she might have had were gone. Only the mantra remained
Blank
Empty
Perfect
Nothing more

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