The Door

As I walk on my course, I notice a door; However, The path towards the door is very different from the one I am currently walking on now. I appreciate the route I am walking on, but the temptation of wanted to go towards the door to find out the door was just a dead end. I had lost everything to seek what was behind the door. Actually, the door was a cliff for me to fall behind the door. Luckily, for me, I pay attention to the signs and kept walking on my narrow path towards my destination.

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