The Happy Box
J
James McLain
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To see if you have or.
All that glitters,
inside out at the top.
When I look at the end,
here where we are.
He thinks of leaves,
that are open.
The mystery of that.
When I was,
you are the answer to.
Then change,
is oftentimes the answer of.
When the jar,
is still full of leaves.
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