The Doors

Light my fire and we ventured inside.

Malaka, North Lombok, West Nusa Tenggara.

You‘re too late. My ship has departed and I will Riders on The Storm. Although the doors you open it wide, you’re not L.A. Woman. Maybe you Light My Fire and we ventured insideI felt this Strange Days.

Replaced the sun rise in the east, while the moon was asleep in bed. And we both Break on Through (To the Other Side)

People are Strange, so they looked at me. But you can Touch Me, probably in ports across the country. It could be Love Me Two Times. And say Hello, I Love You. But I do not.

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