Haunted, Captivated, Exhilarated
Traveling slowly through the thickness of Time
As others gallop, trot, amble and stand still with it,
Time pulls me back, embracing me in every
dull, dank, drastic memory that is withheld,
Showing the exhilaration that comes when
one is captivated by a haunting passion
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