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Boxes

There are boxes Inside my mind, Different memories Uniquely designed. Some are happy Some are sad, Most just sound Like I’m going mad. Priceless artifacts Pieces of time, From every laugh To every crime. Every encounter Will have a box, … Continue reading

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