Journey
A dark passage
A clearing
When all lights are dim,
soul touching,
The infinite
Same road
27 twists
Each starting
And ending
In the midst.
A limit
Beyond infinite
People crossing,
Me crossing.
I reach.
Over there
I can see
A hand reaching,
My hand holding
I'm fulfilled
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