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May 27
Is it me? 
As the walls come crashing down, yet again
I can only blame external forces so many times. 
What is the pattern? 
It is I. 
I am the only common thread. 
If fortresses are the end goal,
Then why am I constantly surrounded by rubble?
Stagnant reminders of past failings  
How am I placing the bricks? 
Is that the issue? 
What about the materials? 
Where do they come from? 
The mortar! 
That must be it. 
Couldn't be. 
Could it be? 
I just don't know. 
One thing is evident
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The fault is mine.
Written by
Aahoc
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