Through the darkness my consciousness crawls;
Inching my way along crumbling, decrepit halls
Each door leads to another exactly the same;
I sense a light and I'm drawn in like moth to flame
I feel my limbs move outside this nightmare;
Ceiling and walls tumbling as I become aware
Senses fight to let reality free me from this hell;
Echoing voice calls my name, with enticing smell
I reach the final door as brilliant light releases me;
I reach across my bed and find my morning coffee
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