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Pandora's block

Box ready, packed, on the table...

He imagined the opening
and could already feel the fireworks
in her eyes.  

He looked at the clock
and decided it was too early.  
He grabbed his coat and
walked out the door.

He went out to do some things...
he died after being run over!

The box remained,
ready and closed, on the table.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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