The Great Wall

I know you are there

Behind this great wall

with no door beyond

 

So near

the sweet smell beckons

But with no means of entry

I run, with full speed

crashing at the wall

In desperation

 

Bloodied and broken

Still gazing beyond the wall

I braced myself for one last run

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