Out of the box

_{^{Photo : Filipa Moreira da Cruz}}

The others turn right
While I take left
They scream « go »
I freeze
When all ll is quiet
I just start moving
I don’t need music to dance
Nor the sun to shine
To put a smile on my face
The same patterns
Colours and shapes
Dressed up in uniform
Not for me!
Every time people try to fix me
I jump out of the box.

_{Filipa Moreira da Cruz}

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