Im standing in a hall.
Its long and empty but a door or fence lays at the end.
I take a step and watch the hall change.
Memories of life flash.
But it stays a hard pressed red.
A door to my left appears,
I reach but then rethink ...
I dont know whats behind it...
The memories flash again and i continue on.
Stopping on a dull yellow,
To my right another door.
Can I take a leap?
I press on.
Four memory lanes,
Grey, green, blue, and gold.
Four doors i choose to ignore.
Im afraid.
It means being alone.
Yes or no's.
Forever or for worse
Shadows of me begin to invade.
They block the door at the end...
Musings of a wanderer
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