Doors

It is that time when I shall not write.

A distant morning I dreamt–past…future…

I cannot determine, but, I felt light–

Strangely as if soul is free while body–

Waiting to get free any how…any way…

It is that time when I shall not write,

But, I need to write before thoughts

Wheel me up into a maze of doors…

Each door a thought hidden behind

–xx–

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