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Litte bit of hope

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Accending stairs,
into darkness.
The light disappears,
as you go further down.
Memmories play through your mind,
as one long steam of tape.
Nothing more of life,
then this.
As hope spills through
the tiny cracks.
Light cracks more and more.
No more gloom,
no more black beast.





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