It was the maybe
in the be may
The maybe of be me only
that had the world on edge
It was very easily seen
on either side
of the self imposed fence
The very beautiful mirrored wall
was full of insulated bricks
Full of emotional cracks
that shouted out anger
to all those souls
living in torment
Nothing but hate
was allowed to spread
over the righteous sea
Yet everyone did agree
on one thing that was
not maybe but be may
Misery loves company
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