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May 2011
You have security behind your mind...
Never letting anybody close in fear of that you might get hurt...
Blocking all emotions towards other people...
This wall filled with sadness and fear like a solid concrete...

But I will chip away at this wall and bring you to this world...
With a violent concussion I will shatter this wall to bits in hope of the future...
A future where there is no need for you to be afraid...
Where you can live your life and not regret that in which you missed...

To go ever upward as the motto Excelsior is for told-
Conor Cleveland
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