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I'm no photographer, but I had to take a picture of these doors I have on my campus at school. Everyday when I walk past these doors I get nostalgic. They mean so much metaphorically. I love that they are gritty and worn, and that I have never been beyond them....This point in my life is an end of a chapter, but once I fling open those worn doors, I will experience a newness I have never known.