The Door
I stare at doors unopened now,
For they were hidden forever
Or so it seemed; It happened then,
I found a key and together
With you, I stepped through this door and
I saw a world so full of hope.
I have not found it since that day.
Copyright © Jake A. | Year Posted 2016
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