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A wall
stood tall between the two
each with something to protect
The wall
was built of stone in fact
no one would listen or inspect
Their
greetings nil, their words so few
a hatred grew from pure neglect
Behind the wall they never knew
their rigid views were circumspect
The
wall entombed them, it was true
no word of kindness ever let
And in
the end, between the two
the pity was they never met.
©
d.knape
November 15, 2012
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"Once Upon A Line" - Light verse and poetry by d.knape
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