11. Inside

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Lock the door behind you when you leave to prevent uninvited things coming inside.

Outside will remain pure and in rose color, As I want it to be.

I will sit and gaze through the window and be content, not missing out on things that matter.

I can still see the sky and sun and when it rains I will see the branches and leaves shake.

I can still see the stars and moon through the glass, so I won't step out into that night.

But the reeling air through that cracked window seems to carry a clean and inviting scent.

Suddenly it wasn't okay just looking out.

A heavy coat I take from the hanger and in it I wrapped my body and covered my feet if boots.

I held my breath and slowly opened that door to be brave and ponder if I should take my first step over the threshold.

By A. Gordon

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