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The Knock At My Door | Christian Reeve Poetry

Do they not knock?

I may not scream, but must I shout?

And what of me?

I may not twist and turn, but must I change?

Is that what it takes?

I may not be yours, and you may not be mine

But is that what I must do, to hear that knock at my door?


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