.The shutter opens but never closes,
I am waylaid, in light trails.
Endless moments, overlaid and burned across a melee of scattered braille.
This image is a night-terror transforming,
Without the hope of morning.
My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.
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