High Walls.

Updated: Dec 29, 2018

I create this to feel, Unlock and release, Insight from my mind, Almost as in code, Since many do not know.

The seasons change, O but THEY are predictable dear, They always come back around, Maybe I'm in a never-ending winter with no sound.

My vantage point is everywhere, Was everywhere, The falling to what's real, Landing in the comfort of a cotton field.

There is no dwelling place anymore, No where to find me, YOU won't find me dwelling. It doesn't mean I don't care at all, But it almost does,

High walls.

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