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Doors

One door shuts
Another is open
One is cracked
Another is broken
Adventure seeker
Is what I know
But which door to choose
There are too many though
The one that’s shut
May be opened again
The one that is opened
Is like a sharp pin
Poking and prodding
Not leaving alone
So come on now
Throw me a bone
The one that is cracked
Needs to mend
But for now
It’s nothing but
When, when, when
The one that is broken
Is the most appealing of all
But it will eventually
Lead to my down fall
So for now I stand
In a hallway long and thin
Standing all alone
With such confusing men.

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