What I'm thinking: The door to the mind

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Saturday, August 28, 2010

The door to the mind

The room is pitch-black, Nothing can be seen. I close my hand around the doorknob. It’s cold and turns to the right. The mechanism operates There is a click and release. The door eases back toward me. A shaft of light appears around the door. It closes quickly. It’s blacker than ever. But this gives... Sign in to see full entry.

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