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Pandora
April 23, 2019
I had come across
such features like twin,
The sibling jar filled to the
Brim with blood of swine and gin.
At times other travelers have tried.
A little peer or step inside,
But no, tis’ much more intriguing
To be alone where the dead reside.
I’d like to paint the
Beige blue walls,
Instead with dark cherry pits
And ghastly bawls.
Crushed contorting limbs,
I break a rib and cry.
© Karen S., Norwalk, CT
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