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Read this poem that talks about barriers between people, friends and
communication
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Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
rusta Mihael
That sends the frozen ground swell under it,
What be the ling
And spills the upper boulders in the sun
that doesn't love wall
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
where they have left not one stone on a stone
Rut they would have the rabbit out of hiding.
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending time we find them there
I let my neighbour know beyond the hill:
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of outdoor game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:

( I want similes and alliteration in this poem please reply fast)​

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