{Trapped}
I awake sweaty,my dreams still fresh.
I climb out of bed,
and run until
I can't anymore.
There is a wall,
with a door.
I try to get through,
but it's locked.
I search,
and find a key.
I open the door,
to find another.
I find
another key
and open
another door
But yet another
door awaits,
and there are
no keys.
I awake sweaty,
my dreams still fresh.
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