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Jul 2015
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
Written by
Aaron Curry  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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