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Thursday, March 18, 2010

The Wall

As I reveal to conceal my fears

They are all undone.

As I try to bury my tears

I found a shoulder to cry upon.

As I finally give up n doze

The sun in all its elegance rose.

As I find myself in a storm

I realize a Wall to bear down on.

And when the tumult caved in,

As the nastiest of calamity once will,

The Wall I didn’t disregard ever

I always have it nearby still.

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