Poetry · Writing

The greatest feeling

the idea

makes me sick to my stomach.

I hid this

behind a wall

a tall wall

a tall steel wall with no doors and no windows

and I left it there.

Yet,

it chases me

from the other side

impossible to ignore

even till this day.

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