Moon
I go through a door
and behind me it locks
and there are two doors
in front of me
I choose the left door
and I go through the door
and behind me it locks
and there are two more
doors waiting
I choose the right door
and I go through
and it locks
and there are two more
and it’s so dim now
I can barely see
and it’s getting colder
with every door I go through
and I choose the left door
and I must be brave
for continuing in this way
slowly going blind
and numb
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