I opened the door, the light came in, there was nowhere to hide. Was it fair to show you the way? Was it right to seize that instant, the beauty of that second in our lives?
Then, I wrote the story… As if I could find a reason, perhaps even redemption?
You said it was right: you said it took the two of us.
But I know who opened the door, on that day. Now, there can be no end to the dream.
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