Wall

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I'm standing
At the front of wall

And it won't crumble
It won't fall

And somehow I feel
As if I put it there

And I can't tell you
How or where

The wall just is,
And I'm scared I can't climb it

Jump or scale it
So I just sit

Staring at that wall
Wondering how I could love

The wall
In front of me.

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