Finding the Light

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Sitting and waiting pondering the thought,
will this ever end?
Is there a light at the end of,
this tunnel, and will I ever find it?
Will I be able to reach and stretch out
to touch it?
Time is at a stand still,
a screeching halt.
Minutes like hours,
hours like and eternity.
Time... drags on only to get

no where.
Why?
why does it seem that at once, after
stepping foot in this building,
Time...
Crawls.





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