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Dec 2014
The door was made
To keep them away
And to keep me in
But a door is a door
It will soon
CrackΒ Β open or just
Fall apart
Once I saw it
The door started
To crack
I did everything
To reinforce it
But it started
Swinging an ax
slowly the door
Crumble into pieces
I knew every door
Will one day open
Now it holds out
It's hand and says
Come with us
But I'm not
Allowed to leave
It just nods
And sits down
The door maybe
In piece but
It still remains
Only one will like because only one knows
Kevin Haack
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