It Closed
It closed The door once wide open Which open wish a single knock Either neighbor or stranger had the access The entry of this stranger Did felt like a dagger The penetration of the blade Took down the know Took time to repair Now its shut with no excuses nor buts. It closed The door that swung by the flow of the wind Now its locked No smash could open Once shattered now solidified Its edges stand sealed It closed The door once wood now iron A fairytale tha all could tell Eventually the story changed The light went out of flame Stands the door in daze
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