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Jul 2017
In the box,wrapped up tight
Gasping for pure air knees to my chest
Labeled to be shipped out
Paperwork filed, we know what he is
I am the label they gave ,e
That's all I am supposed to be
A nicely wrapped box with a label on it
Return to sender please
I know more
I am more
Than a quick observation
I am more than a  black and white label
Written by
Yz Doo
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