Sunday, December 2, 2018

The Door

The door in the back of the attic
Has always stayed shut
What lies beyond a mystery

A world of wonder
Elves
Dwarves
And other creatures
Lay beyond that lock

A world of fantasy and splendor
A world of magic
Surprises hiding in every corner

What lies beyond the door
I may never truly know
But the imagination soars

An office used for secret dealings
A torture chamber
A hiding place for those on the run

I may never know for sure
That's ok
My imagination comes up with dome cool stuff

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