Implanted inside the known rubic's cube hoping colours outside will complete, twisting an turning from inside the cube trying to do it an set the mind free, from inside the cube you'll not reach the key, you've got to step out to see what you need, you can peel off the stickers an colour it right thats if you want the easy way out. . . . . . ~
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Posted: Oct 2009
About this poem:
Inspired by Gypsyheart's recent poem about being stuck inside yourself. "Solitary confinement of loneliness"
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