If walls could talk they would be a point of reference to recount the true story of every human tragedy and joy. If walls could talk, they would show more sympathy and understanding because they can listen for a lifetime…
Catastrophe is my duration disseminating destruction. Confusion is my interval factoring mistakes’ integral.
I am love, life's eternal rose whose petals rest on time's calyx to blossom in dreams.
Duality and duplicity are my feet For I am life man's greatest prize or demise!