The Gate

it stands there open, inviting

sometimes we see behind it,

sometimes we stand in front of it

wondering, dreaming of treasures hidden behind

sometimes we just pass through

you are there


in heaven, and hell

waiting, opening and closing


welcoming the ones who come knocking

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