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Open Door

It's true, out of all the doors

Mine is wide open.

It's perfectly lit up

With a comfortable sofa and a table

A window of fresh air

A tray of homemade cookies

Freshly baked for visitors.

It has all what you're seeking for

After walking for so long.

 

But how come no one enters.

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