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Live from the Turtle Shell

by Bruce-leroY

When you’re accustomed to darkness You’re used to monotony You’re used to redundance You’re used to nothing You hear of the outside world You hear of its joys You hear of its wonders You hear of its plights “Come on out” they say “We won’t hurt you” Little callings to show you something new Or is it just to hurt me? “What are friends? Do they bite? Is it edible? Is it necessary?” Questions I’m asking to seemingly no one But a voice keeps beckoning to me “Come out and see the wonders you miss The energy of human beings The warmth of the sun The beauty of the world” I’ve never been enticed this much before Closer and closer do I inch out My mind is saying “this is a bad idea” My gut is saying “can’t hurt to try” So.. I’m finally out This isn’t so bad I could get used to thi— honk crash
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Nov 27, 2014
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written 5/15/14

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