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Little Black Boxes Ii

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black boxes I have seen these little black boxes stacked neatly in the back of my mind while the clock stricks NINE these little black boxes of mine divided by time keep my dreams in these little black boxes keep the passion in these odd old boxes keep them from dying keep them in the dark would not let the inner flame break upon these hidden things into places unknown or unseen only dreams do they haunt into the dark they stumble in these little black boxes, they fall in these black boxes at rest stacked neatly in the back of my mind divided by time

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