It was dark
slipping through the planks
wandering the streets on two legs
Returning to the place
where it all began
fresh boards are applied
mending fences & changing the boundaries
i am a philosopher of eternal thought
It was dark
slipping through the planks
wandering the streets on two legs
Returning to the place
where it all began
fresh boards are applied
mending fences & changing the boundaries
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