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Aug 2015
its dark in here

inside my box

nothing moves

noone talks

except for me

and to myself

it seems quite rough

but in the end

i always find

myself encased

in this seclusion

all alone

comfortably

uncomfortable

and maybe thats

my place for sure

till someone else

beats down the door

and lets me see

the light once more
Tee
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Tee
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   LB Parker and Kelley A Vinal
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