#1 concrete

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it's dark.

nothing but black.

I see a light.

the size of a pin point.

I run.

I run until I can't breathe.

I'm desperate to get out.

but the light isn't getting any closer.

I'm still running.

and out of breath.

I have hope.

but then I fall.

I'm stuck in this tunnel.

I'm lost.

no one knows where I am.

no one cares.

I lie on the cold wet cement.

and I cry.

{m.s.}

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