I've,
seen you in your box.
Your,
circumstantial box.
I've,
watched as you go,
box,
to box.
I,
wonder,
did they notice?
I,
wonder,
did they see?
For,
I seem,
to constantly wonder,
of thee.
Be,
these beings,
tethered to thought?
Could,
such take place,
if one is,
taught?
For,
to be taught,
is to be,
checking off,
a box.
Be it,
boxes,
which shape the world?
Boxes,
creating boys.
Creating,
girls.
Be there,
only boxes.
No,
humans here...
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