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The Blank Wall

The Blank Wall The blank wall stood up like giant around me Speaking to the conscience within me, dumping Everything in my face and talking about the human race And spilling a load of guilt in my face, I wasn’t sure how to Respond to it, but I allow the wall to speak, while my heart Venture out in the deep and the wisdom of time slowly covers my mind. I kept staring at the blank wall and my spirit continues to grow tall, I tried to speak but my heart kept wandering in the deep, I just could not find the words that would break the silence within me and sets my spirit free; all that I could see was the clouds dancing in front of me and the universe crying out to me, And all of a sudden I felt a sudden jolt that shook the earth for three seconds and destiny flung the door open and the symphony begins. I am not the best bargaining chips but I can stand up to the whip; I know how to hold my argument with a grip. The blank wall is where it all begins, it knows the story of the beggar man that stays at the Inn and when my thoughts are jumbled up the blank wall fill my mind and lead me to the divine. There is a wall around me; it has been there for more than a century if you sit and stare at it, you can solve the age old mystery. Meet me in front of the blank wall.

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