A corridor
Of all locked doors
Each one stays closed
Through need not choice
If one were opened
They all would cease
So in between
Is where I'll be
A passageway
Of many rooms
Each one a chance
If just walked through
I opened one
It got closed quick
Still many more
From which to pick
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Hole. Deep. Wide. Chasm of dark.
If pigs could fly. I’ll meet you at the restaurant at the end of the universe. We’ll talk about the world and things that may not matter. If pigs could fly.
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