| A lonely soul,
immersed in darkness
stumbles blindly,
groping round.
Wandering quickly,
grasping, feeling
wondering
where meaning's found
Reaching out,
through black unending;
tunnels curving,
walls all bending
Reaching, reaching
never finding.
Clutching, clasping,
night is binding.
Searching on,
not apprehending.
Eternal chase,
no happy ending.
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