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Dec 2020
This way to Dead End Street
I saw the signs say
But the next one said
No U-Turn
Or I might have put that one up

I dread what I will find
When once I reach the end
No matter how fast or slow I tread
There's only one direction I can go
To the end of Dead End Street

It is inevitable
So I turn my focus
From its existence to its manner
For what does the horizon show
When I approach this cliff?
Still I am crawling
On the path of Dead End Street

Over the final view
I take in my last breath and plunge
Down past the fence
Of Dead End Street

It wasn't the end as I had feared
In falling I found my release
At the fence of Dead End Street
SneaklyFox
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