The tunnel is dark,
It is dark tunnel.
And it is narrow
And it is empty.
It is empty,
Let us go into it.
It is ruptured
It is cracked
It is torn
And it is self-enclosed.
Life is like
This tunnel,
This tunnel is
Expanding and growing
In the space herein.
All blue in the sky,
All spindles,
All swirls of light.
All life,
All life.
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