you see the light at the end of the tunnel
it is the pause that refreshes
its brilliant in its refraction
a combustion that explodes in a infenitesimal miniscule glory
that leaves rainbow guts on the water of the half full glass from which you drink
the mountain has been brought to me
time to board down, and grabe the bull not only by the horns but the balls to and thrust it at the objective
for this is the only perspective
that is useful to the individual in the middle of that tunnel
for we might not always see an end in sight
the middle jeers and forces tears out of us
but the end is in existance
thanks to C. you know who you are
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