Building a Better Box
Building a Better Box
To build a better box to store more things
Full of history, memory and other rusted stuff
Tools will have to cut and kill the trees
Trees will have to die and change their shape
Hinges made of metal will forever seal their fate
Nailed down, shut off in permanency
On other dates trees will be cut and killed again
To build a better box to store more memories
Close the lid and go to sleep
Stay there as it ends and come to a stop
Sealed up and in eternity
That which remains within will turn solid
To become the box
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