Gone
A wall as tall as the sky
A wall whose roots are unknown
You can’t see through
You can’t see over
Many have tried to scale it
Many have tried to break it
It stands strong
Even if the creator wishes it gone
However, one person knows its weakness
They chip away the layers
Until they can see inside
Not knowing what they may find
Scared to be vulnerable
Still, they know the weakness
The wall is collapsing
A sensitive heart is found inside
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