walls

what can i do to hold on in reality.
i have not lived half my live.
but many experiences are carved into me.
i was in a tense situation.
but my walls could hold every thing.

but not this.
it came like a storm, like a thousand x thousand explosions under it.
brick are faling down.

still thy stand tall and strong
and still i can hide behind them.
but the gate is open now.
and sometimes i can be free.
free at last. a little bite of freedom

FREE
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