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Bricks

They told me
To cast out
My pain
Like a stone
To the river
But
It is fused
Within these walls
Built strong
Enough
To withstand the storm
And
From it
I have broken ground
...
Without pain
How can one
Remain
...
The first bricks laid
Are primary
And
Paramount
To the structure
And  
Mine will not be
Picked apart
To ease
Or appease
...
Pain
Is not solely
Where I stem from
Nor is it
All that I know
But
It is a pivotal stone
Laid in the formation
Of my make-shift home
...
So
Like a seed
I will nurture it
And
Tend to it accordingly
Careful not to spread
But instead
GROW
From the concrete
I have found myself upon
...
These scars
Will not be carved out
For there is beauty
On
And
Within the walls
To remove  
Would be to erase
The blueprints
So
I will not dissect
To demolish
When all I want to do
Is build
And
Grow
...
I count bricks
As I lay them
One
By
One
From the strain of pain
I remain
And
Strong enough
I have become
 


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