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Tear down the wall Sturdy and tall Set firm with mortars that kept us in thrall Blood dirt and steel Flaming hot feel
blinking sleep away the sky still dark bruise colored with rain rings around my eyes  and I finally feel alive     sometimes you get kicked down sometimes you struggle
You're sitting on bricks stacked haphazardly upon one another in the heat of the August sun.
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