The Dark Cave - Poem by Dustin Hoffman
As you walk up to the entrance of the hole leading deep into the ground. You can’t stop thinking about walking into it.
You're wearing a hard hat to protect your head from the ceilings and holding a flashlight in your hand.
You take a deep breath and finally enter. It gets dark after 15 feet.
As you walk deeper into the darkness, you feel the coolness of the air. The farther you go, the colder it got.
You keep stopping and looking at the ceiling and the walls. It captures your imagination.
You finally reach the end and just then your flashlight dies. It goes dark instantly.
After several minutes your eyes adjust to the darkness. Then you start walking towards the entrance.
It takes many hours to get to the entrance. As you walk out into the light, your eyes hurt and cannot stand it.
You sit down and after several hours your eyes are back to normal. You take one last look back at the hole and leave with remembering.
Your imagination has been stolen by the Dark Cave.
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