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Barriers
There are many times I set up barriers and walls, invisible unless you come too close, And then you hit them. You wonder what happened. You didn't know, I can't let you in. I've lost the key to open the doors in the walls, and I don't know how To take them down. Fran Watson Copyright © 2003 For more poetry and stories you can go to Fran's webpage http://www.franwatson.ca
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