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May 2013
The box
That dreadful box
It is chained to the floor
And buried under several meters of cement and dirt
Inside the box
The object inside the box
It has no shape
No form
It is a fear
A fear every man
Woman
And child
Fears
It is the truth of who they are
Who they were
And who they are to become
It is this truth they fear
They cannot change what they see
Written by
Gerard Marcil-Dallaire  Canada
(Canada)   
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