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Will You Knock Down My Walls? | A Poem by Tamsen Grace

I love my walls,

I usually build them
without doors,
it makes them harder to get into.

Why didn’t Alice fit through the door,
was she too big or the door too little?

The reality is,
if I do as you ask and knock down the walls,
the roof will fall on my head and kill me.

And if you have gotten through the shrunken door,

You, might die with me.


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