I was walking in my living room
Across the wooden floor
I went into the kitchen
And that's when I saw the door
It led to pretty magical places
Lands of many friendly faces
All going through different phases
Right through this magic door
I was the only one who knew
About everything this door could do
But I wouldn't share it with anyone
No, not anymore
Everyday was wonderful
For everything was happy and playful
But then a storm rolled in and therefore
Nothing was grand anymore
What would you do if you found this magic door?
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very good story wonderful rhyming words you write well it reminds me of chronicles of narnia rewritten in a simplier way but it is still your own idea because your door takes you to many magical place not one like narnia
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