close the door beyond
my human touch
and change my avenue where
I stand and wait
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satisfying taste, good one, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
I stand and wait to change my fault... Rare it happens, but poet utters so casually it hears nearing to truth. Well.... Changing fault could bring another fault in new form.... could not the poet change the fault-making-passion! .....
Nice poem.here