"An Empty Corridor"

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On the ground
Looking at the empty corridor
That seems to go on forever
A corridor that never ends
And as the corridor goes on
The darkness grows until it devours
A soul sits alone in this corridor
Staring at the darkness
Listening to the echoes of silence
Silence so loud
It cannot be understood
Not a single form of life in sight
Thoughts start to come in like crashing waves
One after another with no break in between
Aching for true silence
Even if it means being truly alone

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