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by WaylandCybersmith

I have seen you many times, Wall.
Monolithic, dark, and many stories tall.
Made solid as granite by my fears
Of debt, doubt, disaster and tears
But I know your secret after all these years

I used to hide, to fantasize
Dreams of dread that sleep denies
But though those fears had me so chained
Still I faced what was ordained
And dared confront what had me pained

That's when I found your secret, wall
For you are not an obstacle
At my approach you shrink and fade
At my touch you are unmade
And no longer am I so afraid

© WaylandCybersmith 2011


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