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Sep 2013
The wall I built was one of unimaginable beauty
As I laid the final brick I wiped my hands on my jeans and took a step back
I gazed at the wall in all of its fortified glory
Each brick laid with painstaking care and carefully cemented in place
I looked at my wall with an empty smile I had plastered across my face as carefully as the cement I now watched drying
Not a thing could breach my lovely barrier
Not a single ****** thing

I turned my back on my creation and began to let my new found tranquility wash over me
Then there was a sound
A crack, a thud
A slight whisper of impending horrors
I turned and watched as my wall
My beautiful, impermeable wall  
Crumbled
Becoming a wretched pile of rubble
A pile you stood behind, your eyes piercing mine
A satisfied smirk stretched across your face
You wiped your rubble-dusted hands together
Took a step back
And gazed at your destruction
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