Forlorn in the Depths

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The darkness fills the void.
Damp air rests beyond the crevice.
No sound lives in the void
Save one drip forever ageless.

A rustling can be heard,
Vibrations of two bodies
For a long time hungered
And lost due to follies.

Their voices, they contend
Against that menace, silence.
For woe to him who ends
Alone in its emptiness.





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