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I knocked on the intricately carved door,
Delicately;
No one answered.
I rattled the heavy ornate knocker,
Boldly;
Footfalls approached…
Then faded away.
My fists pounded on the door,
Persistently;
A call from within,
I respond from out here.
Yet, no one came.
As I made to leave,
I heard a key in the hole,
The latch slid, and the hinges moaned.
I returned and the door creaked opened.
I had access!
I caught a glimpse of the elaborate garden beyond,
And a heady whiff of fragrant petals.
Oh, how I had missed this!
He took a long thorough look at me,
Sized me up from head to toe,
Then shut the door in my face,
Rudely.
My elation crumbled to ashes
As I collapsed to the ground.
It hurt me more
Than if he had not opened that door
At all.
