The locked door,
Day after day past it I go,
What lies inside?
I never shall know.
The locked door,
Who holds the key?
No one really knows,
But it is not me.
13 Oct
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Posted by Jessie Hagen, M.A. (PioneerLady) on October 13, 2015 at 3:18 am
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Love this!