The white walls were built
One flake at a time
As I sit there in silence
Making cash by the dime
Knowing so well
What I’ll have to break through
To escape from this fort
To a day bright and new
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
The white walls were built
One flake at a time
As I sit there in silence
Making cash by the dime
Knowing so well
What I’ll have to break through
To escape from this fort
To a day bright and new