Same Fence, New Lens

recreation of the creation

i got lost in the transition

finding peace on the open space

it flinches at the fence

rusted wire dressed up as defence

everyone has got two sides

whether it’s penny or pence

if one side wins

the other side

should not go silent

let us come back to the fence

run our fingers along the wire

some feelings

we cannot sense

if beautification is needed

same fence

needs new type of lens

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