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The Door I Almost Opened
"The Door I Almost Opened"
The door I almost opened
Was a funny kind of thing.
The door I almost opened...
Well, in fact, it opened me.
It wasn’t locked or hidden,
Nor buried out of sight,
But lingered in the corners
Of a half-remembered night.
The handle felt like memory,
The frame, a fragile seam—
Between the world I carried
And the one I dared to dream.
I stood before it often,
With a question on my breath,
Half afraid of what might change,
Half in love with what was left.
I wonder now what might have been
If I had stepped inside—
If I'd listened to the call,
And trusted quiet signs.
But doors like these are curious—
They move with us unseen.
The door I almost opened...
In truth, it opened me.
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