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Upon a Wall And felt his own wall Crumble... As memories fell like mortar And tears flowed Like monsoon rain Washing clean a dirty delta... Long buried pain Became uncovered As Ron began to recover That precious thing Called: His Soul... And so do we all Begin again... Cheered on by souls of others Who will always remain Standing bravely on a Wall Yet never really By any means walled in... It takes a man To scale a wall... And it took Over fifty-eight thousand!!! To bring just one Wall Back Home... To the World... Where their names Could be reclaimed And touched by a man Named: Ron... Who had the courage To brave one incredible Wall Reaching up... Blessing all... With one healing touch Of his open hand Saying: "I remember how they lived..." And The Wall Still stands... Baring its open soul To all who do On whatever level Remember They forever live... For they are still with us all Every single day That we remember How we too must live... |
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