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Closed Doors

I read the words on the little screen without any thought, without any feeling they mean nada, nothing to me that door closed--no reopening doors I close without a pause not to make you feel you had flaws not a vendetta, I'm not your cause if you can read this, you know who you are never an answer to any of my dreams a one-oared boat on a quick stream remember way back when once you screamed a little overboard.. a little to extreme

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