Spirits loom around me. Pulling in all directions, forward, backwards, and the in-between. Restless hearts do this, you see. They create crossroads by design, and drawn in many things good and bad. I'm haunted at times. Aren't we all? When I finally sit with these things, formless, shapeless, and faceless, I am presented the chance to atone them.

All I need to answer...is who they are.

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