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Stuck in a box,
Barely breathing,
Barely alive.
Lines everywhere,
Running alone,
Chasing unknown.

Searching a hole,
Finding escape,
Hunting for space.


◄ Rolling Curtains

To the Waves and to the Sun ►


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