He woke up to her wall
Cold and clear in its structure
A night of opnions provided the material
Built from his words
Now, he is blocked out
Wounded by isolation
He needs to reconnect
Break through with insight
She awaits his attempt
That recognition of regret
With clarity he chips away
The impenetrable now accessible
Their embrace reconstructs their love
The Magic Shop 
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