The Red Door

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Have you ever thought?
This deep throbbing knot
It pulls and it pries
Deep inside the red door.
With a blink, a thought
Cold fingers on the knob
Did that get locked?
No muscles strong enough,
Can't win the tug of war.
**Now flattened on your face
Mud of one shame
A place to find peace.
A life in small circles
Just races on the track.
With straighten knees
And a stiff back
Find the place you can soar!
What got locked in the red door?

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