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Jul 2011
Little green boxes,
their screams pierce my ears,
their space sears my eyes,
I cannot explain
their shape,
symmetry,
surprise.

Little green boxes,
I cannot escape, four walls
a reminder
of failure to create.
Maria Rose
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Maria Rose
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