The Darkness

I run from the darkness, but unlike me the darkness doesn’t tire. No matter how hard I try or how fast I run, I can feel the darkness reaching out for me. When I think to myself, “Surely I’ve made some progress”, and decide to glimpse over my shoulder, I am mockingly greeted by the darkness that I’ve been trying so hard to escape.

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