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I'm at the end



There's nothing but blackness in the hallway ahead of me



No matter how I try, it

Frightens me

Intimidates me



I try yet it

Consumes me…



And I press on

Knowing that I'm only starting from one end

But



There's another

And at that end is something far greater



Something for me to

Strive for

Fight for



Something for me to

LIVE for



And so I venture forth

Into that darkness

That blackness



That ominous shadow

Standing between me and that which I dream of



What lies ahead of me?

Shall I ever know?

Should I worry?



No



But do I?



Would one worry while facing the edge of a cliff

Ready for the plunge?

Would one worry while lowering his neck to the block

Ready for the ax?

Would one worry while being lowered into the hole

Ready for the stones?



But even then…



Is one joyous on the day of their joining with another

Ready for a new life to begin?

Is one anxious when starting a new career

Ready for the benefits of hard work?

Is one ecstatic when finding the love of their life…

Ready to give themselves fully?



All these could very well lie ahead

In the dark



So I take my first step

Into the hallway

The long, black hallway



My first step toward the other end