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May 2014
Here lies an empty chest
at the bottom of a cave
and through a maze
carefully hidden to protect whats left
if you knocked against the hard exterior
you would hear an echo in what seems like a distant abyss
nothing but darkness
a pulsating sound is the only sign of life
everything else seems motionless
once a hiding place of great treasure
has been ravaged and robbed
everything of value stolen
there is nothing left
but an empty chest
Written by
Derek Wings
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