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I found my one,

But lost my many

I thought I was done

I left with jobs of plenty

I believed I was found

Until I saw the end

And in front of it the mound

In which I would descend

I tried to climb over it

And fell close to the top

I fell into a giant pit

And I had to stop

The walls were near

But the ceiling grew

The ground I didn't fear

But I never knew