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I Walk in my box

i walk into a box and i
close myself in and i
walk into a box and i
close myself in and i
close myself in. there
is a bed there is a
light. there is a
comfortable night.
no windows no door,
just don't bother me
no more. i am in my
box. i am in my box.

The light shines and
the box opens.
A hand bekons and I
see the eyes. Reflected
back I realize.
I walk out into the
world. And a wave of
boxes comes at me.
But no more. But no more.

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