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Empty Tunnel

I walk inside an empty tunnel

The silence echoes back

A dusty chamber with no escape

Just one long path

 

I walk alone in this empty tunnel

The darkness is all I feel

I can’t tell what is real and what is not

Only nothingness can exist here

 

Reality has been covered

By a layer of impenetrable dust

I do not know more than these walls

And the ghosts that linger with a touch

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◄ Foolishness

Not Mine ►

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