Poems From Within These White Walls
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, Aug 22, 2018
Four walls, seemingly stable
cracks running up and down their structure.
I sit in silence and stare,
dream,
think.
Four walls, seemingly stable
slowly disarming me of my sanity.
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