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Closed Doors Open Roads

One door blocked another opens all roads lead but nothing is closed Flowers grown in streets blossom with hardened petals but this paves the way for destined roads All meet & greets aren't pleasant I suppose so learn from lessons in this life of streets Sheets of hard rain wear on metal frames as beds were made with karmic sheets These times will make a man like nothing can for they sharpen steel in a belly of fire If the will be strong then it works for you until the moment that you retire Sire a frame built to withstand the rain & watch flowers bloom in different ways Yes weather plays a role & life is cold but finding sunshine leads to warmer brighter days

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