A Tunnel To Better Places- A childhood memory

I dug a hole in the ground

I dug for hours ti'll my body was no longer found

I was making a tunnel

towards better places

People laughed at me with funny faces

but i kept digging

digging a hole

towards fairies and unicorns

just like a mole

I wanted an edventure truth be told

life was boring without rainbows and pots of gold

I dug for what felt like forever

ti'll i looked up at the weather

It started to rain

this drove me insane

and there went my tunnel

towards better places

no longer a hole

but a forgotten goal

in my life

The End

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