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I lay down
On this cold, forbidden floor
I fall, struck down, to underground
And then, I stand to witness this dark and abandoned corridor.
It seems
To I
That we
All cry
Out
Of our fully, opened mouths
In being bored
But, I am lonely now
In this very, very, energy draining, dark..., wet..., and lonely corridor...
End of Poem
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