The Tunnel

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my hands grasp tighter on the bar

gravity pulls me down closer

closer

gray walls surround me

cheers and shouts are distant

I am beckoned to move closer

closer

the entrance is getting closer

closer

the cheering is getting louder

louder

the adrenaline is pumping faster

faster

eyes glance back and forth 

we're moving



a cacophony of sound hits me 

adrenaline through the roof

tears streaming



we've made it


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