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Aug 2020
I feel like a box
As days pass by I flummox
I want to keep things inside
This is the only state in which I reside
But they keep spilling out of their *****
With words piling out of their gaps
I just realised cardboard is thicker and opaque unlike plastic.
Written by
ApoorvaHN
50
   Sushant
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