The Wall

Where do you draw the fine line,

between what was and what is ?

What makes two people step off that line

and look at each other from opposite sides ?

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It's a sad situation

when a wall is built on that line

and everyday that wall grows higher,

and higher,

and higher,

until ...

There is no longer we.

There is only you,

only me,

alone.

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Where once there was happy conversation,

there is silence.

Where once there was a longing to see each other,

there is fear.

Where once there was a deep and warm friendship,

there is hatred.

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Sadness grows in my heart,

as each day the wall grows higher.

And I know a time will come,

when I look to the top of the wall

and see only sky.

A vast empty expanse.

A vast lonely expanse.

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But that time has not yet come.

I can still see beyond the wall.

But sadly, I don't know if you are also looking,

or if you have turned and walked away.

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It's a lonely feeling,

an empty feeling...

when you lose your best friend.

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© 1980