The Gate

Shipments, travelers…

water… gas…

The guardian with a dark face; only the white robe speaks to you.

You can leave anytime you desire.

But the Gate doesn’t recognize your return.

Don’t hold your magnets, child.

We only accept a naked mind.

(c) Jennifer Lee, The Voice of The Wounded Soul
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