My life, my cave…

What is life but a cave…
a  recipient in which we jump
swim, struggle for a mouthful of air,
a dark space where a beam of light
can turn into a flawless diamond

What is life but a cave…
a place to ruin your walls in
to crawl under icy splinters
to beg for forgiveness
to meet your sins in your own reflections

What is life…
no cave has the answer…

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