A poem by Infannity entitled Bin
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I'm often asked to produce some artwork or a cartoon for a piece of poetry or prose that has been created by a fellow artist. This one in particular fired my imagination and made me want to share it with you. BIN (for Jimmy Fingers, with peace love and understanding) The place has walls, I can touch them if I wish, I could no longer tell you their colour they are the same colour as all the walls in all the other places. Here I wander Here I touch and feel Here no-one can hurt me. Here I am...