25th December 2017

At the end of the tunnel was a door.

The door was closed,

or at least I think it was.

I sat in the darkness

the curved wall cold against my back,

dampness

on the wall

seeping into my clothes.

I closed my eyes.

It was dark,

still.

Darker.

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