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The Tunnel 
The tunnel is dank and dark
the walls are closing in.

I am trapped inside this hole,
and can't dig my way out.

I see a light but can't ever seem to reach it,
but when I do I find it is just a train barreling towards me.

So I run and run back farther into the dank dark tunnel.
I can not find my way out for now it's been too long.
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