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The Open Door

Poetry By: Tango

Tags: Life


Submitted:Jul 2, 2008    Reads: 68    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

Now I'm older, and I look back,
peering down my memories track.
I see things that might of been,
if I had done them differently,
or so it seems.

But to me life is like an open door,
through which I pass,
always ready, and willing to explore.



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