The Hallway

An endless hallway,
masking a silent scream.

Running to the end,
moving so very, very slow.

A line of sunlight,
the walls are moving alive.

Walking into the sun,
feeling the springtime bloom.

Thinking all is swell,
looking around the hall as
they cast shadows on the wall.

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