All the little boxes you put people in, all the labels, all the names, All the lids shut tight, always making sure that they will fit, All the locks, without any keys, Just to make sure everyone stays that way, All these things you try to do, to make order, to make sense of the world, When all your looking for is the box, so little, so sure, that has your name, that makes you fit.
Little White Boxes Tags: poem
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