Years ago,
When I had fallen in love,
I thought that love,
is the master key,
for every closed door
When I lost my love,
because I was poor,
I thought that money,
is the master key,
for every closed door.
Now I can see,
that each closed door,
has a special key.
There is no master key,
for every closed door.
Now I can know,
that most of the closed doors
hide some secrets.
Sometimes it is not safe
to open a closed door.
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