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The Door I Never Closed
"The Door I Never Closed"
The door I never closed
Was a patient kind of thing—
It waited where I left it,
Quiet, keeping everything.
It did not beg for tending,
Nor insist that I return,
But breathed behind my days as if
It knew that I would learn.
I passed it in my living,
In the choices that I made,
In the echoes of past selves
That never truly fade.
I never turned to close it—
Not from fear of what I’d find,
But from the weight of knowing
What is sealed is left behind.
And something in that threshold,
In the pause of in-between,
Felt truer than an ending—
Felt wider than the seam.
The door I never closed
Is a patient kind of thing.
The door I never closed...
Remains open for me.
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