How often had he opened the front door and closed it behind him? How often did he look at that door before unlocking it to enter again? And how often did he not enter but quietly backed off and disappeared into the darkness of a place where he wasn't judged or screamed at like a madman? Life is too short to keep wondering if you'll turn the key and walk inside or stay away until silence is the only thing to greet you.
MO
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