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This Hollow Earth Proud engineer/adventurers, We drilled under our feet, Straight through a mile or more of rock, We reached at great depth A broken and weathered stratum. Below it, another land, Peopled by a strange folk, And below their habitations, An open cavity of improbable vastness. Within it there are lights, Unguessably remote, They shine and move With a terrible precision. I wish I knew nothing of The terrors that lie beneath Our beloved Perelandra.