walls

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walls.

the walls build up higher and higher,

blocking out the sun's shine and the

moon's light.

it is just a dull grey, surrounding me

in every way.

some days, I feel the courage to

climb the walls.

and when I do, and I arrive at the

top.

I see it.

I see the sun, I see the colors.

I feel the happiness spread

throughout my body like the blood

rushing through my veins.

but then I find the one small sliver of

sadness, and suddenly the walls

begin to shake.

I fell to the ground, back into that

bottomless pit.

the walls grow higher, higher than

ever before.

I feel it.

The sadness spreading through my

body, like the blood rushing through

my veins.

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