I stare up in frustration at the tall, red post in front of me.  "I've been here before."  I think to myself, sitting down on the floor next to it, "This is the center of the maze.  All that work, and it leads me right back where I was.  I was almost certain I was going the right way."  I look around, seeing the same white, 12-foot walls, all around me.  I begin to wonder if this maze even has an exit.  As a lean the back of my head against the red post, I look up at it.  "Why do all paths seem to lead back to this stupid red post?"  I ask out loud.  I look at my watch impatiently.  "I'm running out of time.  There's no way I'm going to make it." I sit by the post, with nothing but negative thoughts in my head.  I begin to lose hope.  I grow angry, as I stand up and kick the base of the post.  It doesn't budge.  I look back at my watch, noticing the time I wasted.  As I take a deep breath, I turn to the right, and follow the path.  As I navigate my way through the plain, white hallways, my confidence begins to grow.  "I know I've never been this way before."  I think to myself. "I would have remembered this place"  As I continue my way through corridors, I hear voices on the outside of the maze.  They are very faint, but I can still hear them.  I can hear people laughing and singing.  I start to pick up my pace.  "I can still make it out of here."  I say to myself, looking at my watch. "I can't wait to join the others on the outside.  Oh, the joy I will feel...The relief!"  I run to the left, then to the right.  A dead end.  "No worries."  I say, and back track a little, taking the right instead.  I still can hear the joyful singing from outside the maze.  I pick up my pace to a run.  My heart quickly beats, anxious to find the exit.  I know I'm going the right way now.  unable to hold back my joy, I can't help but smile.  My heart fills with hope.  Tears of joy begin to stream down my cheeks as I run through the maze. "It's all going to end."  I nearly shout, unable to control my excitement. "That's the final turn before the exit!  I know it!"  I run down the final stretch.  I look at my watch, noticing I still have much time to spare.  I turn the corner, and stop.  The smile on my face vanishes instantly.  My heart sinks down my gut, and my legs cease to support my weight.  I fall to the floor...dazed...confused...unable to move or speak, as I sit on the cold floor, looking up at the tall, red post in front of me.

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