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The Cavern Of Doors
The great bronze gates,
towering elephants on needle pin feet,
so heavy, we push.
A vast chamber beyond, circular, polished stone floor,
like being inside a wedding-cake palace,
ring after ring,
doorway after doorway, a thousand doors on each level, a million,
and level upon level, like a rope up and up to an infinite white point
sun, sky, star...
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