Poor man,
Infront of a small door!
Tall and bold,
Old enough to knock at the door.
The call!
The hall,
Like a mall! !
Wall of love and life;
Stall, ball!
Not to fall! ! ! !
Only to stand upright;
Infront of a small door.
To knock at the door,
To wait for an answer,
To open the door and,
To enter in;
Full of joy! ! ! ! !
Full of dreams!
Muse of the poor man;
Infront of a small door.
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