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One? Two? Three? Or is it Four? All of them wide open, infinite doors. Some ahead call me, some already chose. Though past their light still shimmers, never really close.
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
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One? Two? Three? Or is it Four? All of them wide open, infinite doors. Some ahead call me, some already chose. Though past their light still shimmers, never really close.
Doors Infinite Possibilities Past Present Future
aaron-curry
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
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