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Poem 39: Key to the Kingdom



Tumbling from the sky,

Slowly rusting in the street


I stop, you catch my eye—

A clink beneath my feet


A wink, a shine, a glint

Sparks fly like clashing flint


Opening doors today

Fate intervenes to pave the way


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