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Years ago, I had built walls around me, made of loneliness, anger- and agony. My remorse, my grief failed to traverse these walls. I might have knocked them down as i run madly after clouds, or do they run after me? In this autumn evening, my fingernails still can trace walls built by you, invisible, invincible.
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
Walls
Years ago, I had built walls around me, made of loneliness, anger- and agony. My remorse, my grief failed to traverse these walls. I might have knocked them down as i run madly after clouds, or do they run after me? In this autumn evening, my fingernails still can trace walls built by you, invisible, invincible.
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Sumaira
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Sumaira
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Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
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