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In a recurrent moment of knee-jerk reactions
I recline paralyzed in a mixture of fear and hope
Not knowing how to respond
I don’t respond at all
Worried about coming across too abrasive
I send only my silence
You are swallowed by your problems
You are cocooned by your candy shell veneer
Your sight is diverted
Your insight is lost
Instead of fortifying windowless walls
Please open your cell
While you can still hear the knock
We were born to love
