Four walls closing in
The room is getting
smaller
Lost in the day
Rambling with Non-completed
Sentences
Running on a plain field
Sheets of green
With no accent
Pure black hard rock
With white strips
But nothing else in sight
It’s mind-boggling
The wind blows evenly
Slumped over
Straighten back up
Inhale, Exhale
Deep breaths is being taken in
Relief
Four orange walls open back
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