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Floating
through this endless grey abyss
There
must be more to life than this
More
than the everyday, routine, humdrum
Sometimes
I want to see the sun...
or
Even
a peak at hell to change all this
If
even either of the two exist
A
light at the end of the tunnel might be nice
Or
the depths of fire would suffice
I
walk, or I float along in this greyness
In
this fog
In
this sea that never ends
Where
without purpose I
I
swim
and
swim...
Ja'
Nell Fowler
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