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Posted to Poetry

Brickwalls, brickwalls
and from these brickwalls
people fall...
Why so many?
Why so often?
Brickwalls, brickwalls
and behind these brickwalls people call...
Why so sad?
Why so queit?
Brickwalls, brickwalls
So high, so thick
So many, so often
I see another brickwall
and inside is a coffin...