I am not in a boxTo be opened and eaten
A chocolate throwaway thing
Alive and attuned to all passions
I savor the end
Of the buy and discard
Way of life
And recycling the wrapper
Fails to salvage
My dreams for I am
Aware of my fate, Number Eight
This is the karma
Of all of my kind
We learn to love all
Who would hate
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