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Dec 2017
How do we ever feel free,
When we live inside boxes that are inside other boxes, my thoughts are inside of a box, my heart beats inside of a box, my soul exist within, yes inside of this ****** box, I am manipulated by a box in the corner of a room, constantly telling me what to believe is real, I am in "touch" with the world through a box in my hand, my home, my apartmant is box, and as we were born inside of a box, "the womb", well so shall we be buried inside of a box.
Written by
Kawa  31/M/Sweden
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