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A hundred times or more

A reoccurence

Like waves crashing

On the shore

Every waking moment

Uncover the sites

Where ghosts wander

Doubts run in shadows

Cut through the marrow

A way

To find solace

As soon as I knew

The recurrent vision

I knew the distinction

The recollections

Ever emerging

Forever preparing

For what will occur

And what may arise

Losing sight

Writhing back in

A spectre

Failing in

This instant

Seeking release

Striving repose

Reaching relief