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A glass cube filled with fog Containing adventure, concealing a trap With a ribbon made of caution tape You are fright and hope waiting to be unwrapped With laughter that echoes like battle cry A combination of comfort and danger A curse I don't want lifted You are my home, my doom, my grail. My adventure.
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC
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A glass cube filled with fog Containing adventure, concealing a trap With a ribbon made of caution tape You are fright and hope waiting to be unwrapped With laughter that echoes like battle cry A combination of comfort and danger A curse I don't want lifted You are my home, my doom, my grail. My adventure.
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Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC
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