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Two Doors

By Laura Camila Rivera

Four eyes, all focused

Nothing matters more

All day and all night

Working for the cure

Happiness, they call it

A full life, satisfaction

Two point five children

A complete plan of action

Separate beds, two cars

Church every Sunday

White picket fence, suburban home

And back to work on Monday

A’s in high school, A’s in college

Working nine to five

Pick up groceries; meet the neighbors

Forget to be alive

Four eyes, all focused

Nothing matters more

One life we all live

Is that what you’re looking for?