A slight lick of flame, a tiny spark and we could all catch fire, and together we'd burn gloriously until we fizzle out with memories burnt into our eyes of fast lived lives filled with light. They tell us we couldn't possibly escape from the walls around us and we must stay as we are, stay safe, stay sleeping.
When will we realise it is only cardboard and break free?
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