magic doors Ewan SWW

magic doors

Go and open the door. maybe, you will see,
a daisy white dog that is walking around leaving trail of tennis balls.

Go and open the door of English. maybe, you will see
a pile of books from harry potter to orphan of the tide
If you ever made I to the top you would see pie Corbet writing poems

​Through the emerald green door.
maybe you will feel.
the anxiety consume you like a void.

Through the galaxy door,
you could hear nothing but see everything.​

Through the door of freezing fire,
it burnt like a Caroline reaper grabbing at your throat.

Through the cerulean door,
you could taste salt dry your mouth up.​

Through the mountain door,
you will see mount Kilimanjaro towering above you.

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