Walls.


I don’t live here, no, this is not my home.

I was grown in a garden

I was harvested in a meadow

Now I’m laying in a barren wasteland. No hope for tomorrow.

This just goes on and on.

I know my home still exists… when will I return?

Should I bother to furnish these walls, or can it wait it out?

Should I bother, to furnish these walls.

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