And there was she who wondered
What lay beyond the box in which she resided
What waited for her beyond the walls
Which also served as her cageAnd there was she who wondered
If there were wonders on the other side,
If she had truly lived?
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a collection of words
Poesía"If my words sprout wings, And reach into another's heart, I think I'll truly be happy To be a friend of words."
Living?
And there was she who wondered
What lay beyond the box in which she resided
What waited for her beyond the walls
Which also served as her cageAnd there was she who wondered
If there were wonders on the other side,
If she had truly lived?