It.

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I see them,
Yes I do,
I watch them,
They gave me a name,
It.
Men in suits who took them away,
Anger consoling me,
How dare they take my toys,
It will reclaim them,
It has no heart,
It has no soul,
It will keep you,
A prize trophy,
It is under your bed,
It is In your closet,
It is under your cover,
You know that lump under your covers when you walk into your room?
That's it.
Literally.
It's behind you,
You.
Are.
It's.
Now.

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