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Doors

© 2004 Jeffrey E. McCaskill. All Rights Reserved.

One place I’ve been so often
So often in my dreams
I’m standing in a doorway
That isn’t what it seems. 

As I reach for the handle
It morphs into a wall
How did I ever think that
It was a door at all?

Door at all…

Some doors are merely portals
We pass through unaware
No magic in our journeys
To get from here to there.

While others seem to fool us
They promise a way out
But what lies just beyond them
Can fill you with such doubt. 

With such doubt…

But some doors are momentous
For all they hold in store
They often close behind you
And let you in no more.

They ask of you to trust in 
A future yet unseen
Such wondrous implications
What could it come to mean?

Come to mean...
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