Underground all its life

It came from underneath it did

Searching, and hunting for something

We knew not why

He was looking for the light

which touched him through the

dark and dampness

He smelled the air and listened to

the sweet songs of the birds

it was to him the most

beautiful thing he had experienced

but to us it was just another day

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