Wall
One day, I came to a wall.
At first I thought it's just a wall.
It doesn't seem harmful.
So I climbed over it.
One day, I saw my friends.
They're beckoning me to come with them.
It doesn't seem harmful.
So I came with them.
One day, they saw the wall.
Still harmless as I left it.
It was covered in moss.
But I said nothing.
Feeling carefree, I walked back to the wall.
I was met with overgrowth and thorns all over.
I tried to climb over. It hurts.
So I did not press further.
Day and night, rain or shine
I just stayed outside.
Outside the comforts of the wall.
I felt lonely.
One day I woke up.
I was enveloped in green.
There are thorns digging into my skin.
I can't even move.
《We Only Live Broken》
Metallica/Megadeth
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Enlightenment | Journal Number One
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