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Created on: December 01, 2008
Where is this box they say to step out of
and just what line am I not supposed to cross
If I do or don't will I see things different
what if I do the don't and don't the do and wind up lost
Where is the glass house and has anyone
really ever thrown stones
from inside or out that doesn't seem logical
or is that house now gone
Who's My and where are his shoes
should I really take a walk within them
Will I find his journey a miracle or a blessing
will I want to give them back to him
What is the toll that Life is charging these days
how long until he wants no more
Because I believe I have overpaid him by a far
he took all I have and more
So find me a box and draw me a line
put it all in the glass house for me
Tell My to bring his shoes, whatever it takes
For Life to tell me I'm free
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