
Apprehensive steps descend the corridor of fear.
The walls become alive with breath.
Imaginary terrors
inexplicably scream out to my subconscious.
Wrenching my soul.
Begging me to flee.
Pressing ahead against all better judgement,
I throw open the golden door
and step forward,
entering through,
into
enlightenment.
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