BOX SEAT
there is nothimg
in the box
the box
is shrouded
in mystery
someome left
it locked
but now
it has
been opened
the box
is covered with
gold leaf
exquisite
wrapping paper
it must
have been
full
but now
it is empty
shrouded
in mystery
not just
one mystery, either,
a mystery
within
a mystery
once it
was full
(I believe
it was full)
but now
it is empty
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