A wall in front of me i see, Bricks built a mile high
I try to climb out...Free myself but fail because I can't fly
Each brick lay strong with cement in vertical perfection
I sit and decide to again accept the imaginary waves of Rejection
I knock upon this giant structer, hoping for reply
Still unknown, i stand alone but never shall i cry
Over, under, round or through, no way out, only to hope
I looked up then down, cold darkness surrounds but still i have to cope
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