Our Home

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A small hole we call home

Scurrying like mice

Fingers race

We stare at the oh so holy box

No windows

No sun

Our home

Overpowering walls

Box us in

Pavlov rings our bells

Run through the maze

Trying to find the big cheese

We all look alike

Clad in our neutral drab

Hear the squeaking?

The big cheese is on the other end

The conversations are the same

Day in

Day out

How was your cheese?

Did you lose weight?

Ask about those faces

In the photos

That we never see

Back to our home

Florescent spotlights glare

Watching us in the maze

Scurry around

Aspiring to be the big cheese

In the small hole we call home

Our home

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