Those who use tired and old tactics,
To build up defenses...
With others sympathetic to their pretenses,
Run into the same brick walls.
And...
The walls are not new or recently installed.
Those repeatedly running into them,
Are convinced...
And insist,
They have been placed there...
To purposely offend them and hurt their feelings.
With no intention meant,
To self examine their own actions.
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