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I was put

In a box with

Small holes on the side

And a cage like door

That I pushed against

But failed to conquer


I cried loudly

For someone to let me out


After crying repeatedly

I saw

The door open

As I was taken out

And put onto a lap

I cry again

And I see an opening

In which I can

Get out


I go up

And as I try to jump out

The open space

I find my paws

Forced back

By an invisible force


I press my paws against said force

And see the out world

Moving quickly


How?

I'm not running.

Am I being carried?

I watch the landscapes go past

And feel something along my back

That I somehow find

Comfort in

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