Hinged
By Pegbronco
If there ever was a way to close a door, I have had it done.
I have been pushed, shoved, bumped, yanked, pulled, slammed.
I have been gripped, elbowed, shouldered, hipped, butted and footed.
I have also been left open, ajar, or sealed tight.
I have been peeked around, sneaked around, and listened through.
I have been a window to another room and a barrier from that room.
I have kept people in and criminals out.
I have helped to keep secrets from spreading and allowed knowledge to spread.
I have tried to hold the roars from bellowing out, and the whispers from penetrating in.
I have been handled by the best and those dearest to our hearts.
I have allowed the White Knight and the Dark Warrior to pass through the realms that I separate.
Both equal in their handling of me.
In times of jubilation or hesitation and in times of pure distaste.
I will continue my plight as long as they continue to pass through me.
For these two have worn my hinges.
But for them, I will hold together.
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