Just Opinion

The price is the price.
Anything in addition
     is just opinion.

Why does the dog look
at me with suspicion today
as I grab the leash?

The tunnel got darker
the further suffered;
     it's just opinion.

Deep inside the warmth
of the surrounding earth,
death is a price too high to pay.

When the suffering ends,
when the light welcomes,
     is just opinion.
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