Like a behemoth staring back at you. Taunting you. Voices abound on the other side. Of what? For what? We know not.
But one day, we know the wall shall fall. And the sun rays shall stream. And the rivers shall flow. Again. That day is not today. But it is near. The smell is in the air. I can feel it.
MORE TO COME.
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