money trap

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exposing a gory side to entering a door
wood of termites, discomposed by there presence
stress of door slamming correlate to initial anxiety
the business end of coordinated alignment
bi-folding doors lead a double life
one of seclusion, another of transparent lechery
amazing skill seeing through wood
seeing age has taken its toll
author drowning in grandiloquence
to allow scant sunlight to pass through these doors, for others to view this broken house?
sundown taking its final peek of the day
must egress to a tent, away from unsound door