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The reason is full of contradictions
We pile up refusal
The tracks,are going to be rubbed off
My words might hurt your feelings

We realize that we can't notice anythig and we will be consumed by justice

Isolated determination

Knowledge

Our last supper with dish that purified by our blood

Greedy yet poor intelligence and mine
I still believe in it
A piece of insufficient phrases

Walls make shapes, they are free to divide and lockout.
This wall makes shapes of sadness, that's created by the insanity called war.

This living wall is the strong sensation of death.
What happened, what was there and trace the things might happened.
This wall was born from the pain, anger and guiltiness.

This wall honors the sons, the husbands and the fathers who used to be.