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Apparent Masonry

The walls do not fall in Arlington,
Their ruins do not litter the land,

No barbed wire needs to be cleared,
No gates are thrown open

No families are reunited,
No soldiers look around for a border

Neither do they remain standing,
Cutting off or protecting the land

For Arlington has no walls
Which might come crumbling down

Yes, some might rejoice we are open,
Yet I hate having nothing scale


  Ben Nardolilli