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Been there, done that?

I’ve walked through
But I end up here.

Windows and doorways,
tapestries of old corquests,
so old their battles
insignificant.

Sometimes I’ve lost,
(even though I’ve won),
standing here.
The door isn’t
evil or good,
But a reflection.

I thought I knew
How to Walk and
flow,
but before me a portrait
of missing puzzle pieces,
some placed wrong,
Helped in place by hammers
and saws.

Inpatient,
I’ve stumbled through.

A piece:

 {a door, a mirror, a puzzle in mismatch colors,
shadowed in splochses.}

“Now, where does this go….”
(Michim the Merchant)

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