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submitted by nab
(30 Jan
2000)
Sweat pouring from my brow and what seemed to be
every pore of my body I could only think of getting out. The tunnel
had become smaller and the light seemed to be dimming with every heavy
step. I ran, faster and harder than I had ever had to run before.
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