I dug a hole to find another world on the other side,
But still I'm digging endlessly,
Til one day I broke through,
I rose to see a monstrosity of a building,
And there you were standing and waiting.
This poem doesn't mean anything to me I just felt like writing it because I just loved the imagery it struck in my head.
But still I'm digging endlessly,
Til one day I broke through,
I rose to see a monstrosity of a building,
And there you were standing and waiting.
This poem doesn't mean anything to me I just felt like writing it because I just loved the imagery it struck in my head.
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