"Two Doors"

Two facing each other. Their was death behind one and life behind one. I had to pick, but I didn't

know where was death and where was life. I looked and looked for life, but he was running away. At

the end I had to open one. I opened a door and I found my world behind it. I found this world of life. I

guess I'm still alive. It is probably a dream, but I still don't know. Where there really two doors and

did I find my life behind one of them?

#Poetry

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