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Walls


We’ve build up so many walls around us that we are aware of our loose bricks and the strong ones. We know that you’ll constantly try to hammer down the walls but we won’t get tired of creating them again. At least, we’ve got that much power to rise up again after falling down hard. The walls don’t matter though, we ourselves are contaminated with numerous vices which won’t be accepted by any one. We’re alive because we are buried in the depth of love.

 
 
 

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