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no body can be plural
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there is no room for a few
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in a box made for one.
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it is for me, it is for mine,
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and absolutely no other.
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it has my eyes; it has my pride;
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it is a locked door.
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it is kept there for one
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and not one more.
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it is my shelter and my warmth;
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it is my red, my red wet, my shivers in the cold;
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it is my own hunger to care for;
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it is my burden to bear.
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there exists only one place
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for one small prayer.
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there is no more vacancy there.
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i have pain, it is mine.
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it brings one pain with none to share.
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my warmth is my own warmth and
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i will end there.
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this box is my box
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and i will stay there.
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21 Feb 07

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Yeah - stay in the box, Good idea --- really -stay there -- your poetry stinks
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