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34 Looking through
a box of things
hoping
to find something:
A blessing overlooked.
A box and a sign
Are the the only things left
Not much left
Of where you used to be.
The piles of clutter
Can’t follow you home
As I begin
To look
Through an abandoned box.
All contents
are waiting
to travel elsewhere,
So how
Can I not take
What is given to me?
The box
Is a moment
of curiosity,
So I just keep digging
Through the box of things.
Something
Within it
Will find a home.
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