doors in Magma

  • Feb. 1, 2015, 10:51 p.m.
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Sometimes if you look hard enouhh you’ll find the hidden doors to the past, to the truth and to the lies. Sometimes those doors are all grasped by the same knob.

Silently I still look in, but nothing more than that.

Coveting.

Wishing it was me.


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