Bringing down a castle...stone by stone...

'have i built a fortress?
With a lot of grandeur...
Heartless thing?
have i been so ?'
he asked himself...
he made that self query...

Once
Coming out of a beautiful dawn
That still smelt cool and fresh
As if an essence...
Mixed with essential oils...
Extracted from flowers...
Lavender...
Rose...
Jasmine...
Marigold...
Tuberose...
A pot pourri...

'well...
If that is the thing
Why not i dismantle that poor thing?
And to earth...
To dust down it bring?
Why not i stone by stone
Tumble it down?'

he thought...

And took an axe...

he bled...
The axe bled too...

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