earth parting by my feet
dirt tried to fill it up
about to swallow me whole
but a big tree on its path
could be hungry from drought
created a void deep inside
sometimes we pump too much
water out of earth's reserve
on top of it is hardened soil
so rain can't get there fast
if we only know where they are
we could drill holes to fill it
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