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the door stands closed

but i walk through the uknown

i stand filled with pride

but in my heart im filled with dismay and regret



i have found the final resting place

peace is just a dream

the door is still open

but closed to my feet



i have chosen my path

but where in the fork of this road

my feet point one way

my heart another



i look up to see

the door lies behind me