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Jan 2013
Four walls
Confines of our mind
Like a box
With little peep holes.
Safety of what we know
Our comfort zone
In a box
With little peep holes.
No growth
No stimulas
In a box
With little peep holes.
Four walls need to be climbed
We peek an see
Out of the box
With the little peep holes.
So many challenges
To help us grow
When ya out of the box
With the little peep holes.
You land badly
Confused and lost when ya out of the box
With the little peep holes.
Stumbling blocks
Are in ya way
When ya out of the box
With the little peep holes.
But lookin back ya start to see
The darkness of what used to be
In the box
With the little peep holes.
Life will be hard
Life will allow you to flourish
Life will teach you lessons
Life will give you sadness and tears
Laughter and love
And should show you that no one
Should stay
In a box
With little peep holes .
Mary Stanworth
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