From the dark caves
Heard I a voice,
A whisper, calling me near.
I’m a curious soul
Still falling into traps.
What I saw there
Gave me a hundred new fears
And a million new lies.
Now you ask me what it was,
Just like me, a curious soul still falling into traps.
But what I saw there is just your imagination
Which means that the fears and the lies
Are also just our own inventions.
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The poem is eloquent.Very well written!
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