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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A course of obstacles await in corridors along Life's way behind the doors there lies our fate in tangled chests of junk and jewels, you can't know which from day to day... Behind one may be tears and pain some may hold anger and disdain behind the next a laughing bliss, that wraps your will round merry spools while others house a lover's kiss. And some bear darkness, some bear light while traveling the house of life but open all each human must and improvise you’re skills and tools; within yourself you have to trust. And should you grow afraid to face what may still fill an anxious place you have to go back to the room; though taunts and teasing there are cruel, and know the beasts behind are doomed. Oh, you may come to have regrets exploring rooms that pain begets but what if peace replaces aches with sweet salvation spared for fools; is that too what you would forsake? What if the door you skipped contained forgiveness, hope, escape from pain, the keys to love; to someone's heart the wisdom through life’s feckless rules and access to a brand new start? The soul within the corridor can never live, can't hope for more, until they learn they can’t deceive the fire inside; the spirit who’ll spread hope in dreams you've yet to weave. Oh, you can dream an empty dream but you won’t rouse your heart’s regime while camping in the corridor, nor stagger battled worn to duels and still defeat the odds once more… until you open up a door.
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