Open walls
A dream, of the walls built open. Sure the doors were heavy, but at least they swang left and right. A sign, of the barriers placed removed. Sure two rooms were used, but at least there was a connection. A flicker, of hope in the days to come. Sure things look hopeless now, but at least I had a dream, of OPEN WALLS.
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