Poetry

The Wall

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He waited for the others
to come out before talking
to me.

Strange things in my mind
came pouring during the silence
between us.

I want to break the walls,
he said. You can feel it, right?

Who built it anyway?
I replied.

Daily Post’s writing prompt Well, I Never…

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