Boxes, little boxes
Lock and strangle us
In this world where all is pain
Find the freedom to be free
I’ve been searching
Scrambling, struggling
Fighting every blinding tree
It has happened, godsend blessing
A perfect fitting form for me
I will not waste, I will not want
I will say thank you and
Amen.
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you are amazing. i relate to the find the freedom to be free. i found you by searching the word “tender.” and then your URL drew me in. ❤
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Thank you very much 😊
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A wonderful poem vonita! xoxo
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Thank you Carole Anne x hope you are well?
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I’m been thinking a lot lately about how we tend to live in and think within boxes. Seems most of us prefer it that way.
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Yes, very true x
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Gorgeous one!
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Thank you!
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