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Below The Surface


Cavern.

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An endless cavern.

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Upon first glance, there is only darkness.

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But to those who wait...

To those who listen

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They'll hear the hush of the river.

They'll see the ripples created by the droplets of the stalagmites

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The ripples shoot out and glisten with stark blue beauty

The water scatters the light shining from below the surface

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What is this light?

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The sturdy rocks, the walls of the cavern, the strongest barriers...

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...shatter with my thoughts.

 

I am a cavern.

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An endless, echoing cavern

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Upon first glance, my never ending tunnels seem empty

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But to those who wait

To those who listen

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They'll hear the heartbeat of a warrior

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They'll see that in the vast emptiness, there is not nothing

There is something.

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There are countless possibilities

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Below the surface of the water...

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...is my soul

that unnoticed

yet undeniable light.

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