at the end of this tunnel
I remember a night
in the hills of Ireland
lost
we approached a black pit
there was no other way
we couldnt go over it
we couldnt go under it
we had to go through it
blackness like you can not imagine
nothing that an eye can percieve
and not much ahead
just a belief
no actually knowledge
(but this is debatable)
that there is a way out of this
three things I learnt:
every black hole has an exit
vodka makes everything better
and that one-
about a friends hand being a life saver
when you're scared.
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