whoa.
| Your quarters kept
| Getting smaller
| And smaller
| Like a Margaret Laurence novel
| Until all that was left
| Was a coffin
| To house you.
Very profound, John. I never want to feel that closed in.
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whoa.
| Your quarters kept
| Getting smaller
| And smaller
| Like a Margaret Laurence novel
| Until all that was left
| Was a coffin
| To house you.
Very profound, John. I never want to feel that closed in.