smoke filtering through shaft
deeper than anobody could
imagine, where chilling air
mix with water spray, a mist
so quiet not even a heartbeat
they already abandon this pit
they're all at the top mourning
praying for miracles to happen
my heart and soul go with them
but down here is where life begin
those shiny black seam, future
they'll be back to take 'em all
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