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Apr 2011
Everyone is afraid of Pandora's box
So society fashioned a key
Had it permanently locked
Banishing the concept of freedom of thought
Opinions have to be found
In order to have been lost
There has to be sound
To proclaim the cost
Society is on a tightrope
Free will has already been dropped
Down
With the precision of an acrobat
But the composure of a clown
Cuz in all seriousness
I must confess
That to form my own thoughts
I was deemed mindless
In order to get caught
I had to surrender my address
Still I have the safety
Of four walls surrounding me
As Pandora's box fights off the currents drowning me
Meka Boyle
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