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Nov 2020
This place
It feels familiar
Darkness envelopes me
I stick my hand out
At arms length is a wall
Four corners
No door
Trapped

I reach above
Right over my head
Is the top
It feels familiar
These wall's surrounding me
On all sides are
Damp

I take a deep breath
The air is dry
Despite the walls
Each breath leaving me
Makes me thirsty

Suddenly, there's a light
Seeping through the walls
It was dim
But just enough
I find it
The way out

A handle
Clearly wan't there
Before
I open the door
And sprint through

SLAM!
Darkness
What happened?

This place
It feels familiar
Darkness envelopes me
I stick my hand out
Four corners
No door
Repeat
I wrote this almost a year ago, but I found it and I thought I'd post it anyway. Hope you guys like it.
thispanman
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thispanman  17/Gender Fluid/Lost in thought
(17/Gender Fluid/Lost in thought)   
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     Imran Islam, Samara and A Slow Heyoka
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