The Bricks
I've had a wall
Placed in front of me
All my life.
I must say,
Over some
I've no control
And some
I created myself.
Walls come
In many different
Structures, sizes, and colors.
Once you've been beaten down
It only takes
An imaginary wall to keep
You, where you are.
One day, if you're lucky,
You realize that you
Can't see over the wall,
And life is passing by.
The walls must come down,
Brick by brick,
Sometimes a couple at a time,
Until the wall has fallen,
And dreams can be found.
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