There's the door
Faintly seen, at the edge of sight
More than wood and a handle
A way out of all that erodes the soul
Knew it there's the door
Fragile as it feels, yet the heart is
too tender to withstand neglect.
And, still remain
There's the door
Yet they are kept alive
Nurtured, grow stronger
Only to be wounded,
by their own thorns.
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