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Apr 2015
A city gleams.
Glittering gold
Lies there.
But it is not to be had.
Entombed by greed,
Selfish guardians.
A wealth of emotions,
Lie within you.
But they are not to be seen,
Or shared.
They are rarely even felt.
Walls are built too high.
Impassionate,
Cold,
Smooth steel walls.


Surrender.
Let the walls
Fall.
Learn to live,
To love,
To laugh.
Experience emotion.
Fly,
Fall,
And ultimately--
Rise.
Frank DeRose
Written by
Frank DeRose  New Market, MD
(New Market, MD)   
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