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Old Ghosts...

I am back to where I started to finish things and resume the uphill battle.... Of course i still have the new viewpoint and I am back to be the person that I was 5 or 6 years ago when moving down here represented Hope for my Future instead of the dreary blackness that It has become... Everything and everyone around me down here with the exception of a few bright spots reminds me of the person I'd rather not be.... There are old Ghosts Haunting the chapel of my mind here that need to be Exorcised.. It's time to focus on the coming battle and what is needed to be done and not the immediate and ancient past... there are people here, there and everywhere not worth remembering and there are things that haunt me that will continue to do so till the day I die... But i made a pattern of moving past them once... I can do so again, My biggest issue is not being dragged down by the things that i choose to let pull me down.. I have to stand strong and be a rock.... Be the war....and the foundation afterwards.

Current Mood: Determined.
A fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished.

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