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Windows exposed doors,
Doors initiate distances,
Opening our minds,
Always keeping back
Never seeing
The whole picture,
But only a memorizing haze.

Piles of sand in a desert
Are what became
Of our memories,
Moving waves
On the eternal ground
Over time,
Come!
Explore the desert,
Not to look back
Only to move forward.

Fate infers
When a push is needed,
To create openings,
When all the options
Are closed,
To find a path
Of indifference and peace
In the face of reality.

Reality never ends,
But fantasy is
Always an option,
Unfasten the doors
To unlock the windows,
To find where the outcome
Rest in your mind.