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DOWN A CORRIDOR
As I walk down a corridor
In the dawning hours
I am pummeled
I have succumbed
I am weakened by its power.
They shoot at me
With fiery darts
And deluded hues.
My livelihood is soured
My dreams are skewed.
I have little choice
But to tolerate the mess
My enemies laugh loudly
I sit in silence while they jest.