Bottled
Fear and loneliness within a vessel,
Deep ruby red,
Paced upon the window ledge
Sun rays passing through dark green glass
Take the stopper out,
A shout comes out.
Sun's shine begins to gleam,
Out pours one long scream.
To be or not to be, that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to...
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