Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Friday, September 5, 2008
Unknown
Red lines scribble And grey lines colour, The blue has been covered And the green has turned brown. Dots start dancing Dancing Dancing Obscurity clings to man-made chains.
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