Walls
Hand-crafted bricks
Meticulously sculpted.
Adhered with tears,
A seal too strong to break.
Each one is placed
Next to another.
Stacked side by side
No light between the cracks
Soon height increases
And width expands
Once a few bricks
Now a strong wall
Emerges.
Built to stand firm
Unscathed, unmoved
Intended never to fall
The rough, calloused texture
Of the cemented stones
Threatens to proclaim
The ugliness of the wall
Then appears thick, white paint
To hide the hideous bricks
And deceitfully appear
Beautiful
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