Author: Inside the Box
Thoughts on True freedom…
When I entered the bathroom, the most amazing scents embraced me
With our own waterfall from the roof the temperature inside is perfectly balanced
Mellow yellow lemony breezes, fresh croissant sniffs and sneezes …
There at the green shores the ancient castle still towers the cliffs…
Somewhere around nothing…
Who is the real puppeteer, who is pulling the strings?
There at the Highcastlecliffs the prince of the woods stood watch and witnessed the awakening of Spring…
