The Three doors Vivid and naive, a soul so pure I flew like the wilderness of moors, And there came the first door! Luring my best spirits No fear, driven like empirics, Awaiting the dazzling light, the musical pour, I headed like it was heaven’s door Hoping it’ll be splendid, Like there’s nothing that I wanted more The door opened, but, the floor finished Like landing from a high summit, Crushed to pieces, shattered and seeded And, then you see, a fall is what u needed! To bring you closer to your stronger self Who picked up the pieces, with a god sent elf. The elf embarked me to a new path From bitter to better like a magical strath, Windows peeking to reflect my soul, A mystical assurance of ‘this is what I might be looking for’ And so, I headed to the second door, The door said welcome aboard I could feel butterflies, and hear musical chords!! A sweet gesture that pulled my soul out of foggy overcast, Leading to a palace of glass, It was elf’s abode, so prett...
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