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The reoccurring and ever losing battle
I am fading
All of me here within a space of white and a cringing blink of grey.
I bite, cry out and fight tooth and nail, creating scars, bruises and a bleeding nose.
I can taste the blood from my nose still and hear my heart racing in my chest
I feel the spasms in my brain that give this bowl of pain and it runs over.
I appear.
I cool my skin and wash my face, cleaning hell’s dust from my eyes.
And as usual I am resurrected to my mother, with her sad smile and a cup of coffee.

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