As I closed my eyes, my fear grew. I was lost in my own world, where I could not find my way out. Where darkness blinded my vision, hardened my heart and stole my soul. There was no way out. It was a long journey. My feet were running, but soon I realized that I was still there, statically standing. Confused. Worried. Something kept on approaching me, and I could not resist it. It had a habit of coming back. At anytime it wish to bother me, it would loom from out of nowhere. I could always run but I would not be out of this misery. And it stayed mystery.
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