Man shaped box. The window is open. I see the sky for the first time and drink the wind. Give me currency to purchase your bread. Sustain me and ferry this boat betwixt the two pillars. I am a stranger in this fabric with place to bury this treasure. The humming organs a clanking music in my soul clank, clank. Limbo capy atrophy I'm still a man shaped box. In dashed line so clear of graphic design cut here in there dimensions of space ather man shaped box.