I sit in a box hoping no one sees me inside I cover the walls to camouflage the sides shifting focus from the closure I open the window I open the door letting in air to breathe still I feel as though I am suffocating like something impeding the freedom to leave though I come and go as I please I end up back in captivity
The Immortal Wize
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Splitting Corners
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mlowe5 says: Indeed. So much different from "turning corners"! ONE. Peace and Love. |
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