you bought so many things
crazy commercialism
the moment you take them in
you feel you have no need of any thing
you put them in the store room
they get dusty
they become forgotten
some do not have plates to put their food on
you have all of them hoarded
see a shrink, find out why
you have been buying things that you never use
and yet you do not give them away
you are keeping all the living birds inside the tomb
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