There are doors all around us

Sometimes we walk through them


Or stumble across


There are doors we want to enter

And doors we dread to open

Few people are able to change worlds

They become acclimatized

Earth people

Or accountants, lawyers, and bankers

Trading their identities for jobs

Thresholds are imaginary

People worry

They won’t be able to breath

Or they will get lost

In a jungle that doesn’t care

Still, I like to think that worlds are waiting

Like empty pockets of loneliness

Willing to welcome

The lost

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