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A bit of poetry.

You are locked in a box and you hold the key, imagine for a minute there is no you or me.. Just the box in a field grass as green as it gets, trees, a river and the harmless wildlife, the warm sun also a cool breeze.

Picture the lights of a city pink, blue and yellow swishing past. People walking along you are a ghost seeing this through a human host.

Hear the the waterfall brushing and crashing into a peaceful lake. You don't exist make no mistake, a campfire by the river no people just a peaceful scene and a moon that gleams.

You are back in the box.
SW-User
keep defining what the box looks like ... you will only be treated to another box. I should know better than responding to this
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SW-User
@TheDesciple wait there is people outside who choose a different view of life, and yes that takes some imagination in perceiving life for what it's worth not just some narrow conception.
5thApprentice · 31-35, M
Gift of fortitude, imagination and Hope. Even if you lived in a box,nothing could stop your mind and spirit from wandering.
HermannFegelein · 26-30, M
I like it. Creates a soothing scene in my head. Seriously, this was pretty good.
SW-User
There are so many interesting perceptions from reading this. Very nice.
SW-User
Fun post to read!

 
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