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In the Tunnel of Time

The one stuck in the tunnel dug in desert of deprivation, doesn’t know what in notion the rationale of the thing people of perception define as the art of living, perceived under free sunshine in the haven of oasis. Survival struggle kicks the languished life into dark abyss, breaking the fragile frame of the fleeting future, the shards are thrown in the debris of abject rejection, unable to rise from the chasm, even if arduously tried. Failing to invent the mirage of escape, can’t kindle hope to light up the receding unseen end of the dark tunnel, but self-preservation instinct lingering in the bleak confine motivates to crawl desperately to the illusion of future. The sordid present suffocates in the nightmare of agony, turning life into a consumed candle in the dark night. As the defiled existence is denied the rays of the rising sun, dented conscience murders the soul in the tunnel of time. January 31, 2021 Judged (N-A) : February 12, 2021 April 25, 2021 Contest : Your 2021 N-A Choice Sponsor : William Kekaula

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Date: 4/28/2021 5:58:00 AM
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Date: 4/27/2021 11:31:00 PM
Truly evocative, Subimal, mesmerizingly sensitive that I so much enjoyed, my gratitude for your participation, and my compliments for your win, Aloha!
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