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In the labyrinth of living, walls rise high, Car

In the labyrinth of living, walls rise high,  
Carved from dreams, or doubts, or time's soft sigh.  
Each stone a memory, a choice, a scar,  
Marking journeys, both near and far.
Life's passage winds through corridors tight,  
Where walls reflect both shadows and light.  
They echo laughter, whisper fears,  
Hold back the rush of passing years.
Yet walls can cradle, shelter, and bind,  
Shielding souls from the world unkind.  
They frame the moments of solace and peace,  
Offering refuge where troubles cease.
But break these walls, and see the expanse,  
Where freedom dances, and spirits dance.  
For life is not just the confines we know,  
But the horizons where dreams freely flow.
So build your walls with care, yet not in vain,  
For the heart's true home lies beyond the chain.  
Embrace the spaces, the open, the wide,  
Where life's vast canvas stretches far and wide.

©twisha ray Life and walls
#trnojo125
#WallsTalk
In the labyrinth of living, walls rise high,  
Carved from dreams, or doubts, or time's soft sigh.  
Each stone a memory, a choice, a scar,  
Marking journeys, both near and far.
Life's passage winds through corridors tight,  
Where walls reflect both shadows and light.  
They echo laughter, whisper fears,  
Hold back the rush of passing years.
Yet walls can cradle, shelter, and bind,  
Shielding souls from the world unkind.  
They frame the moments of solace and peace,  
Offering refuge where troubles cease.
But break these walls, and see the expanse,  
Where freedom dances, and spirits dance.  
For life is not just the confines we know,  
But the horizons where dreams freely flow.
So build your walls with care, yet not in vain,  
For the heart's true home lies beyond the chain.  
Embrace the spaces, the open, the wide,  
Where life's vast canvas stretches far and wide.

©twisha ray Life and walls
#trnojo125
#WallsTalk
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