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The nights in the city were quiet after the nightly searches for those kids
The city nights were calm after the nightly searches for missing children.
And all the lights in the buildings were silent as the trees surrounded the fifty
The lights in the buildings were quiet, resembling the silence of trees surrounding the fifty people who made their homes here.
People who built their homes here
These people constructed their homes around rocks, graves, and holes in the area.
Around the rocks and the graves and holes here
The community built homes around significant landmarks like rocks, graves, and holes.
Around the statues of gods we were never taught whose names are forever lost to time like mine
They also surrounded statues of gods whose names were never taught and are now lost to time, similar to the narrator's name.
The lights in the cabin were burned out a couple years after we headed out
The lights in the cabin went out a few years after they left, marking the passage of time.
And all the furniture was untouched
Furniture in the cabin remained untouched, covered in dust, patiently waiting for their return.
Covered in dust just waiting for us
Describes the state of the furniture left behind.
There were lots of caves to search in
There were numerous caves in the area to explore.
And lots of days to search for
They had plenty of time to explore the caves during the days.
It would've helped if somebody had knew our names, or maybe not
The narrator reflects on the impact of being recognized or unknown in their exploration.
I hadn't seen a corpse yet
The narrator hadn't encountered a dead body yet.
What did I know
Reflecting on the limited knowledge and experience.
And I hadn't been a corpse yet
The narrator hadn't experienced death yet.
What did I know
Reflecting on the limited knowledge and experience.
I hadn't seen a corpse yet
The narrator hadn't encountered a dead body yet.
What did I know
Reflecting on the limited knowledge and experience.
And I hadn't been a corpse yet
The narrator hadn't experienced death yet.
What did I know
Reflecting on the limited knowledge and experience.
And it's been twenty years since the fire lit the space
Twenty years have passed since a fire marked a significant event in the space they once occupied.
And twenty years since we watched the lake make waves
Reflecting on the passage of time and memories associated with watching the lake.
A new group climbs down the rock-face
A new group arrives, descending down a rock face, possibly continuing the cycle of exploration.
There's something funny about that lake
The lake is described as having something peculiar or amusing.
And then they see our bones resting around a pit of forgotten flames
The new group discovers the remains of the narrator and others around a forgotten flame pit.
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