We live in a world of boxes.
Our houses are boxes.
Our cars are boxes.
Everything comes in boxes.
Everything goes in boxes.
Moving in boxes in boxes in boxes.
Travelling in boxes and smaller boxes.
Washing, cleaning and drying all in boxes.
Is it any wonder we think in boxes.
The raging winds, so wild and furious, blast the savage landscape. Stars flickering in the midnight sky. What is midnight anyway? When does night start
Death wraps its cold arms around me once more. The toxins of life cleanse from my blood. Visions of my past flash before my eyes,
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