The light at the end of the tunnel is blurred
and fading fast.
Lights illuminate the tunnel as I pass through,
causing me to not notice that
my sunglasses are still over my eyes.
I look to the perceived end
and find that it has been
absorbed into the persistent
brightness of the dark.
There is no end
There is no reprieve
There is no darkness
and we're all scared.
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