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Loads of black coal sit next to the boarded entrance of a cave
The result of months inside the wet hole with no time to leave
You know they couldn’t breathe, so had to rely on eachother
Air flowed from one mouth to another
Digging the far end where water drips into large enclaves in the ground
Such cold and refreshing water!
Fish swim happily in pools unaware of the footsteps along the rocky path
Echoes of whispers are heard by the workers near the front of the cave
A soft laugh in the midst of tired coughing
A memory inside that laugh taken out of suppressed joy
You can see the man’s life before he went into the cave
Children played with him, shared snacks and gave meaning to his life
There is a way out of this journey that may not be found
It stretches for miles to the end of a hill overlooking the deep blue ocean
Nothing but the milky waves rolling into eachother like cats when playing with yarn
Death is dreaded by regular people but for the cave men it is treasured bliss
