one day, we built our cities near the edge of the world.
they crumbled off the cliffs into the mouth of the earth.
for a hundred years we lived inside the darkest days -
traveling through the tunnels that our hands had made.
our eyes were glistening with jewels. they were occupied
by the myriad of colors against the firelight.
we traded our souls in to dig for gold -
made our beds in a place that wasn't home.
but i've been longing for
the sun to end this night.
i know riches are
for kings who sleep beneath the earth.
i only want to see the light.
we tried refilling our chests - our chips cashed and bagged,
but in the end we bet our hears and couldn't win them back.
some noticed that our eyes grew dim and traveled far
to touch the surface soil and seek after that morning star.
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