The Wall Within

When I was little, with small hands, I laid,

Brick by brick, in the sun, in the shade.

With tears, with blood, with sweat and with might,

My wall grew tall through the day and the night.

In echoes of Churchill, I laboured so strong,

"Blood, toil, tears, and sweat," my lifelong song.

The years flowed past, and my wall soared high,

Stretching as far as the Great Wall 'neath the sky.

I built it for safety, a fortress for me,

A barrier vast, like the deepest sea.

I couldn't get out, no one could come near,

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