Days are filled with empty words and breaks of silence that fill our heads with words and images. Silence can be scary but it can also be liberating. Although... what happens when all that's left is silence?
Silence and big walls that we built to protect ourselves. Walls... such complicated things. Do they protect us or do they prevent us from seeing the whole picture? When you build a wall it's harder to get hurt but at the same time, it's easier to be defeated by your own fear. The fear of real feeling.
But isn't that the only way to understand what another person might have to give. Those deep instincts we have, never lie. And it's our walls that prevent us from seeing them.

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Elena Ktenopoulou