Nothing

September 25, 2013

Four

Blank

Walls.

Me.

Sketchbook.

Pencils.

Computer.

Walls.

Enclosed.

Safe.

Content.

Unfortunately,

Knowledge is what I crave.

Experience is what I need.

So my…..

Reclusive Personality,

Needs to go.

If I can gain

Knowledge, Experience, Wisdom, Understanding.

For the rest of my life.

I’ll be happy.

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