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Mar 2013
One step.
One brick.
Two steps.
Two bricks.
He smiles.
One wall.
One step.
One more wall.
He says hello.
Another wall.
You talk.
The walls have gone now, you see.
Raw, naked, vulnerable,
Open.
Exposed.
Turn around.
Build new bricks.
Walk away.
Build more walls.
Step outside.
Catch your breath.
It’s over now, love,
Your walls are fine, now, love.
You are who you want to be now, love.
*He’s gone now, love.
The Girl Who Knew Too Much
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The Girl Who Knew Too Much  Freaks and Misfits Island
(Freaks and Misfits Island)   
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   Julia and Victoria Jennings
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