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JH (January 4,1931 / a citizen of the world)


A metaphor for life, doors.
From our earliest years we
open and shut them without
a thought, yet they symbolise
our journey to the very end.

So when is a door not a door?
When it's ajar. Jocular jocular,

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I saw the doors are open and wisdom shines like a lone bright star.
Witty and wise words from a succinct wordsmith. love, Allie xxxx
Love your humour! Love it, need more of it! Best regards, Theo