The Box The box is clear where I once was Possessions wrapped in candy floss Memories gone, though some remain In walls and boxes, in some a frame It's silent here in this #lifeless shell Sleep once more, then time will tell Dust and debris is all that sits Bringing a close to good and bad bits Another chapter comes to a close A book part-written, the end no one knows Excitement and fear, danger and trust On wind we travel, wait for the next gust
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