The box. The door.The crumbling brick.It begged to enter.I stand in front of the door hesitating to enter.I dont know what to choose enter or walk away pretending I never saw it. im standing coherence what will happen.Whispers of temptation in my mind making me confused. Now in my head I am hearing voices calling me to come closer. arms of temptation drag me through the door . I regret what I have done I am now in a room a dark room with a beam of light shining down at me . . .
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