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Travelling Together
We've been underground now,
We've been travelling tunnels rarely trod.
We've been with our torches and beacons
And our memories of light.
But it is getting darker
The further that we get.
Will you go on with me, into the depths?
Will you keep company with me,
Until there's nothing left to light our way?
Till we've found all we can find, said all we can say.
But you don't need to ans...
Thursday 28th January 2021 1:33 am
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