A glass wall is between our worlds
too thick, but clear,
So I can see you living there,
the life is in two-thirds...
But there isn't any door,
just total smooth wall,
no even sign of handle...
Is that what I am looking for?
Or there's no need in it at all
and I was simply handed...
I have to get used to this wall,
to not come closer,
to not look for the real door
to let myself be over.
To let myself go away,
because there's no other way...
No other way
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