& it's just like trying to enter into a gate-less hedge, running into the thorns and prickles. With every time you try you are hurt more and more, but you strive to be in so you would belong. In the end, you decide to use one last resort. With effort you sought to climb, falling into the world beyond the gate-less hedge. At last, you thought, I wouldn't stand out anymore, just to find, them throwing stones at you, the trespasser of the world out of their hedge. & you now heave a sigh, with bruise and cuts, as they push you through the painful greenery.
You watched a plain hill of simplicity, a thought crossing by. A smile is formed. It's time to make your own walls. You walked to the hill and then stood, and say gate-less hedges are the most stupid things ever formed.
Screw cliques.
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