Walls ***

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I am hidden, 

Burrowed away in the darkest corners

Of the world.

My walls are 100 miles high

Built of glinting ice and

Teeming with chemicals that can 

Kill 

With a single

Touch.

Only the failures,

The ones who don't matter anyway,

Ever try to breach my forces.

I am alone most of the time.

People aren't stupid.

Nobody's ever come out alive. 

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