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This week’s prompt:
The passage was blocked by decades of dirt and debris.
It’s dark here. Is this a cave? Have I fallen into a well? Wait. I understand. I dug this hole. I created this mess. This is my life. It is dark and scary. I can hardly move. I can barely breathe. I know there is a way out. It’s here somewhere. The passage is blocked by decades of dirt and debris; walls of wrong thinking and bad decisions.
But wait. What is this? It is a book. A spark of beauty. A glimmer of hope.
A ray of light breaks through.
The passage was blocked by decades of dirt and debris.
