Key
Understanding is beyond me.
I have the bare facts.
The reasons for these acts,
I am told that they hold the key,
to unlock the secret door,
to go beyond this pitiful moor,
to the place were imagination lives,
and everything else gives,
to the place called the written word,
Copyright © Natalie Lekang | Year Posted 2006
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