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  • “When one door closes, another one opens”.

    The big red colored door is made of wood, it is huge and old…from centuries past… it never closed well… the hinges were broken… it barely stood then just as it stands now… and it cannot be closed… lock is also broken…. Our door is defective and unable to shut itself closed…. We’ve used nails of steel and wooden trunks to seal it…. Yet it has a power of its own…. Doesn’t want to close… yet doesn’t want to stand erect to do its function….that of protecting our souls. Maldita puerta.
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