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There are many different kinds of door. Some open, some close; some leave you standing outside in the cold. There are days in life that move so slow and days you wish would never go. There are moments, truth be told, when your heart opens as she closes the door.
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Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 5:34 AM UTC
Doors
There are many different kinds of door. Some open, some close; some leave you standing outside in the cold. There are days in life that move so slow and days you wish would never go. There are moments, truth be told, when your heart opens as she closes the door.
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Jan 2, 2011
Jan 2, 2011 at 5:34 AM UTC
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