I built you of solid stone,
And filled the holes with sweat and bone;
I built you with thought in mind,
To keep away the bumps and grind;
I built you to stop the rain
From sullying my life with pain;
I built you to close the door,
So all the hurt would be no more;
I built you with great intent
To justify the time I spent;
I built you to do your part
And seal the holes left in my heart;
But most of all,
I built you, wall,
So that next time I would not fall.
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