.a record broken.

It takes a practiced ear to observe ones thoughts –

noting the ones which haunt; relentlessly playing the same unending track.

Pre-selecting a useful track has been the key from my heady prison;

anticipating the haunting as a prompt for the preferred.

.hartland.

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