Shadows In The Light

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Relentlessly raw emotions swirling round, doubling back.
Like some amusement park nomad, I find myself racing between an elaborate absurdity and my own imagined reality.
Can I finally acknowledge that my fears and my freedom are symbiotic, not opposed? Or today return just a bit of life’s high drama in exchange for my once satiric soul?
It seems that peace is attainable, but always at a cost. And nothing constrains us more than bloody alternatives.
But perhaps our very weakness will muscle us through

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