On a white plain of simple existence
There was nowhere to go for him
No song to sing nor dance to dance
But if only he could turn around
Learn to gaze up at the stars again
It might shed some light on life
And he could at last live amongst men
December 3, 2010
Day 333 - Plain White Boy
On a white plain of simple existence
There was nowhere to go for him
No song to sing nor dance to dance
But if only he could turn around
Learn to gaze up at the stars again
It might shed some light on life
And he could at last live amongst men
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