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| Amy Han Mysterious WindowsA solid stone wall,invisible, that is, to you,
 keeps me a safe distance away
 from harm.
 Which harm, I do not know.
 But I am not the kind to go
 and find out.
 Stories urge me to believe that
 the fanciful life exists,
 but I am realistic,
 set in stone brick
 stamped to the truth.
 Kind spirits of gentle
 but solid foundations
 reflect the light beyond the wall.
 They tell me to be courageous
 and have no fears.
 I am not afraid,
 
 of being afraid.
 My instincts pulse
 and my intelligence slips.
 Heart and mind clash
 in a war
 for control.
 I spin in a world of
 love and chaos
 where I occasionally
 fall and lose myself.
 Mysterious windows
 of wishes and hopes open
 and close
 against my will.
 Vulnerable sides prick
 at my sides.
 A flicker of
 chance
 tells me there is no barrier.
 I am my own rulebook
 made up of my own rules,
 
 but created for your approval.
 Because I am actually afraid
 of everything,
 there is
 a solid stone wall,
 invisible, that is, to you.
 It keeps me a safe distance away
 from you.
 Why you, I do not know.
 But I am not the kind to go
 and find out.
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