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ISN'T IT WORTH IT TO YOU
Here within this transcending realm of darkness and light I walk aimlessly, through the tunnel vision walking towards the end. As though it held the question to all my answers, yet having me feeling lost at the same time feeling trap deep within the subconsciousness of the madness and insanity. As if I was hypnotize by the illuminations of darkness, seen through my own set of eyes looking into abyss of the dark. Just drawing me even more deeper into the depth of the darkness. But I find myself thinking more deeply on this stimulating, journey and travel and walk of silent in the deepness of the darkness. As it is creeping in the deepness of my soul unveiling the true meaning of what it means to be invisible. For as I stare into the vision of the abyss moment when I finally realize, how much power it has over me as it absorbs the depth of my feelings and emotions. As I start to shake and tremble with a violent motion with a sickness, that seem to be able to control my emotions and feelings even my heart and soul and mind. For it is said when it takes over the mere frequency and vibrations of your most deepest thoughts, along with your feelings and emotions the tunnel, becomes to you an journey and travel and walk through darkness. As it is merely a test of your inner ability to fight through, the battles of war between ourselves and the world as we are fighting for liberty and freedom to have life. Cause when it is all said and done it's with our strength and courage, and endurance we will always survive as we all have our scares. That may never be seen or heard or heal, but yet we shall wear them with honor as our battle scars as a badge of honor. As we walk through the tunnel to reach the light, at the end of the tunnel just too survive through this cycle known as life.
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