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We live in a house,
full of open doors.
They are simply gateways to new things,
ready for one to venture through.

This house, being that it has open doors,
naturally has many closed ones too.
Some locked and sealed.
Some simply much too hard to reach.

So we sit in this abode of life,
staring at the rooms that be sealed.
Longing for the key.
We stay in the room we know,
wishing to live, not wanting to leave.

We fear and we plan.
We fear what will happen if we leave.
Will the door shut behind us?
Will the next door be closed?
We plan to march on, but our feet lay still.
We simply never act.
We stay in this house.