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Poetry - The Keyhole

He entered my world
my heart
my soul
nurturing the garden of my life

He ran away like the wind
like a lover that
could only stay
one night

he looks through
the keyhole now
thinking I locked
the door

but he didn’t even
try to open it
he doesn’t understand
he is inside

the garden still grows
flowers upon flowers
upon flowers

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