How to write “the light at the end of the tunnel” and not
sound clichéd :)
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The Tunnel
By Robert Creeley
Tonight, nothing is long enough—
time isn’t.
Were there a fire,
it would burn now.
Were there a heaven,
I would have gone long ago.
I think that light
is the final image.
But time reoccurs,
love—and an echo.
A time
passes
love in
the dark.
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