Empty door, no life inside.
Forgotten again, no love in sight.
The house it protects, is all covered in dust.
No one has seen it in years.
Yet the door still stands,
protecting it's land.
And waiting for it's owners return.
Author notes
Uhm..pic prompt?
Idk if this is what you wanted.
if not, sorry.
A contest entry
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