Being rescued from stormy waves of fright, jostling against
tides of eerie continuity of nightmares.
Forgetting insides of torment as it grates penetratingly
across my mind.
Taking steps, lightly, onto fields of vision, attempting to
trigger emotion into a relay of sorts, to ease it's hold and
strain on daily living stances of rhythm.
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