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Precious box

Here is my box Just for me Full to the brim Of hopes and dreams You can try To strain and see But these things here Are just for me And when the world Begins to smother me I climb inside my box Of hopes and dreams For they can’t touch me when I hide I’m sheltered from reality I laugh, I smile When I’m inside Because they can never take my fantasies.
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charlotte-greenstock
English
Published
Aug 25, 2010
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