• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 11
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Shoeboxes

Do you hear the red kite flying overhead as you wake
in your affordable shoe box? Do you?

Will you see the sun set from your shade of dolly-mixture
pastel painted third floor room? Will you?

Can you see the moon edge its way between the stars
in the burned out night? Can you?

And who has put the top on your last shoebox? Who?

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