Comfort zone
My shoe-box has a hole in the side of it.
A look, a shiver
Right, left, straight ahead
A pause, a quiver
My shoe-box has a hole in the side of it.
A toe pokes out
Silence in the pause
A movement is about
My shoe-box has a hole in the side of it.
Eyes dart fast
Heavy is the panic
Will the hold last
My shoe-box has a hole in the side of it.
Fight of flight
The will is confused
Darting into the light
My shoe-box has a hole in the side of it,
It is My shoe-box no more.
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