Coming through the dark

Sometimes it feels like a decade of dirt

A clearing seem distant and long

It’s like dark waters, not crystal clear

What to do?

Where to go?

Who to tell ?

It is never-ending, through dark corridors

A deep, deep hole smooth on the sides

But beyond the darkness, is light, because darkness is not infinite

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