You are receding

I feel you
recede,
fade, become
almost-see-
through
to my thought
you are a
pale shadow
of what you
were but have
no colour
now
I know you're
there but your
power over me
has waned
and you no longer
hold any threat
when  you beckon
me  forward
to join you
in memories
I have conquered
your haunting
and have turned
my  face to the
sun.

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