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The door

Behind the graphite door 

Ash is left over

From a unsolved fire

 

Behind the moss door

You will see frogs

Staring right in your iris

 

Behind the door crimson door

Is a volcano

Ready to erupt 

 

Behind the coral door

Was a tulip

Ready for summer to arrive

 

Behind the pebal, lave door

Stood a lonely cow

Eating it’s daily meal.

 

Behind the frosted door

Was the icy winter 

Full of hatred and fear.

 

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