#3 Her_thoughts 

​She shut a door.

And moved on. 

Her feet that at first fumbled, were steadier as she approached this door at the end of her dark tunnel.

She unlatched it,

and held on,

Would this what lies ahead hold a better fate?

Anxious as ever,

she pushed it open.

And what she saw ahead,

took her breath away.

She met life,

again,

and made her peace.

At the end of her darkest tunnel , was her peace.

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