The Wall

Everything around me is

Changing, dissolving, disappearing

I look around wildly, trying

To hold every falling piece together

And I’m overcome by a sudden fear.

When the last bits of the wall

Have crumbled down and reduced to dust,

Will I realize that what I am

Was trapped inside, breathlessly eager to be set free?

Or will I just find out, too late,

That what I was was the wall

That had just crumbled down?

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