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The Tunnel

I step through the space feel the void feel the air I stretch my hand out feel the damp feel the life I'm walking through the tunnel, the long, dark tunnel The dark turns to light feel the warmth feel the rush Growing wider, the tunnel flies past feel the fear feel the tears I'm racing through the tunnel, the long, dark tunnel The tunnel becomes tight feel the weight feel the edge Squeezing through, I'm suffocating feel the loss feel the restraint I'm trapped in the tunnel, the long, dark tunnel The tunnel becomes vast feel the terror feel what's gone No more boundaries, I'm unsure feel the responsibility feel the exposure I'm frozen, undecided, in the tunnel, the long, dark tunnel I see the end, a light feel the relief feel the sighs I hear a voice, calling to me feel the cessation feel the joy I'm skipping through the tunnel, the opening of the long, dark tunnel I've reached the end feeling confident feeling decisive I've survived the tunnel feeling proud feeling happy I'm walking away from the tunnel, looking back at the long, dark tunnel and I see another pass through passing through the long, dark tunnel beginning the journey wondering if it would ever end And me? I left the tunnel that long, dark and treacherous tunnel Completing the journey... And leaving in the brilliance of triumph...

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