The Polyphonic Box
This is my box. It screams. Many voices.
We are full of dirt: in our hearts.
We are full of sadness: in our eyes.
We are full of hopelessness: in our dreams.
We are full of happiness: in our deepest feelings of sorrow.
We are full of..........: nothing to share.
They are full of nothing.
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