The Wall

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I was angry with the world.
A cruel judge that knew me not:
Yet like the waves frowned at me.

I was angry with my family,
For their expectations:
Of the Stars in my constellation.

I was angry with my friends,
For painting me queer:
When all I did was love.

Now:

I am angry with myself.
For I climbed the wall:
And became one with the World.

~ Alexi L

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