The long corridor stretches ahead,
Its walls a maze, its path widespread,
Through twists and turns it winds and bends,
A journey that seems to have no end.
At times it’s dark, the light is dim,
The shadows dance, the mood is grim,
But just as soon, a glimmer shines,
And hope springs forth, the future defines.
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For situations change with time,
The lows and highs, they will oftentimes,
Transform and shift, in ways unseen,
A metamorphosis, ever so keen.
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The long corridor, once cold and drear,
Now radiates warmth, a path so clear,
For time has passed, and with its flow,
The once-impossible becomes aglow.
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The twists and turns, they make more sense,
The darkness fades, the light’s immense,
And through it all, one thing remains,
The hope that fuels, the heart sustains.
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For change is just a moment’s flight,
A shift in time, a fresh insight,
And even in the darkest days,
The light will shine, in so many ways.
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So hold on tight, the journey’s long,
But know that change will come along,
And though the path may seem unclear,
The long corridor will lead somewhere.