If Only

If only we could see and know and feel all the angst and fury going on inside all those little boxes. If only we could harness it.
Bring it out into the open. If only we would speak it. Voice it.
Scream it. If only we could take it apart, destroy it,

and drop it in tiny pieces in the public square
and proclaim our freedom from it forever.

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