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Knocking At My Heart
A little hand came knocking at my heart
And I have closed the door,
'I pray thee for the love of god depart
Though shalt come in no more'
Open for I am weary of the way,
The Night is very black
And I have been wandering many a night and day,
Open I have come back
The little hand is knocking paitently
I listen dumb with pain:
Wilt though not open anymore to me
I have come back again
I will not open anymore. Depart.
For I for once live am dead,
And the little hand knocking
At my heart was still 'And I' she said.
There is no ...