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Shannon White Mar 2012
There is a wall  
A wall that was built to protect from the harsh realities  
the pain that heart break can bring
judgement that comes with every movement.  

Beyond this wall  blooms a beautiful garden
where things grow wild and free,
innocent and untouched
separated from the evils that destroy.

Entry into this sacred place is not a matter of strength,
for this wall is stronger than steel.
Perseverance and patience,  
loving and tenderness  
are all that will open the gates--  
But none have gone the distance.  

This is where I am.
in my garden by the sea,
away and free.  
I hold the key,  
so none can break me.

— The End —