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all this while
I had been knocking at your door
waiting for you to traverse the space
from your locked room to the door front 
take the keys from the door side table 
and let me in

and all this while
in being the knocker
I forgot to lock my home
the doors were wide ajar
the windows un-hatched,
you’d raided all of it.

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