#deep
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Down here in a room with flickering lights
Endless halls surround me. The end? No sight
Yellow walls all around, like solid stone
White faces watch me, forever unknown
Shadows of hazmats, coming my way
In this infinite maze, creatures lay
The yellow lights just flicker and play
With chilling voices, “Run”, they say
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