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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Through the bizarre threshold, I walk with wonder, it’s cold and rainy with lightning and thunder- Through the gate, I walk and wait, it’s late at night, but this is my fate, to enter a world with multiple roads, for I am just a girl with a tragedy told. Beneath the bridge just outside the portal, I’ve become a wreck; a majestic immortal. Freedom to choose has left and gone, and the more I’m right the more I’m wrong. I take a road leading to paths unknown, and it brings me to my knees, for now I’m alone, I’ve thrown out all pride and with faith I wait, but I just can’t seem to find my way back to the gate. I loudly think as I’m on the edge of a mount, I blink on the brink of too many doorways to count. My future is contingent upon my arrival, and I’ve created an infringement for my bleak survival. A road less traveled is a moment too soon, as I follow the star under the twilit moon. I’m forever lost and can’t find my way back, to the threshold I long for and seamlessly lack. There’s a crack on the cement beneath my feet, as I walk towards the valley to stop and retreat. I know not where the doorway is to the place I dwell, and at that exact moment I found a wishing well. A penny I threw and I instantly knew, the paths to my home were scarce and few. I decided to follow the muddy and dirty road, for I am nothing but a girl with a tragedy told- and I finally find my way back... to that bizarre threshold. Doors Contest March 29, 2017
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