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Box


I continue to walk and walk through Forests,

hop over rocks,

swim through lakes, 

Hike up mountains and beyond all to reach the box.

a quite intricate beautiful sight that seems as im the only one to see.

it's warm and comforting and holds its arms out dearly eager to take me in.

i continued to hop, skip, and swim over to my safe place.

it's since been taken and moved someplace else and a part of me has left with it.

i wish i could go back to that box,

i strive everyday to come across it one day again

and hopefully nothing was lost inbetween the cracks of space and time.

I loved the box,

and it loved me too.

So i will return to the place where I'd once been with them 

and relive all the happiest sweet memories i have.

and thats all i could ever need.

 

 

 

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