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Jun 2019
Someone's knocking at my door
They're calling out to me
But I don't know who they are
Are they friend...Β Β or enemy?
Are they here to make me happy?
Are they here to tip my boat?
Are they here to take me captive?
Or just trying to win my vote?

My door is shut, and locked
I've a second to reflect
A second to respond
With courage... or neglect

Yes,Β there could be danger
If I open up my door
If I open up my soul
To what could be in store

Chances are, it can be good
But life is only chances
I can be hopeful, helpful, and free
Or a person that Death romances

KNOCK, KNOCK

Who's there?
LOVE!
Love who?
Love Whoever Comes To Your Door.
Herb
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Herb  65/M/Florence, KY
(65/M/Florence, KY)   
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