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November 9, 2010
By , Bosque Farms, NM
Lost inside the darknesss
The die learns to plan
For all the tumbling he must do
He must escape the man.

As the box begins to open
I gaze into marvelous light
His hand reaches to find me
A relief from my eternal night.

I know I have little control
Of the direction I may go
One thing is for sure I will escape
How I do they'll never know

My multi-faced body
Collides with the granite top
I'm nearly there, so very close
A jump, skip, and a hop.

I'm falling fast over the edge
Waiting for the crash
I feel the floor on my face
They shouldn't have been so rash

I roll and tumble
Perfroming tricks
I land as a straight
Four, Five, Six





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