I think it is time to be using the door,
But it ain’t where it used to belong anymore,
And it’s quite as alarming as drifting offshore
As its shape is not clearly in view.
There has long been a rumour that it shed its skin
In order to look like the doors that go in,
But a creature like this only ever remains
Where an ex marks the spot that it knew.
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