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At the doorway
you will have to leave
your control issues
and possessiveness
your idiosyncrasies
and mood swings
your petty games
of yes and no
your see-saws
of love and hate
and mainly,
those three-petalled clovers
of 'I love you'
'I love you not'
along with your shoes
to enter my world.

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