Untitled - Poem #21973
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    A dark and dank cave, you see,

    Murky and mouldy, walls surrounding me.

    It feels safe, or at least, it used to,

    Now, my monsters keep me company.

    A tiny ray of light seeps through,

    A gentle warmth between my toes.

    Cup your ear and you’ll hear,

    The sound of those I left behind,

    Praying for my salvation.

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