When I was young
and very small,
I discovered,
a small door behind a wall.
The door about 3 feet high,
and 2 feet wide,
was found behind a wall,
in the basement, the right side.
The door with a door knob,
was locked, with a key.
No markings on the lock,
which I could see.
I played in the basement,
every day,
never seeing another
there to play.
One time, after dinner,
I'd gone to the basement.
I fell asleep, waking to
a sad lament.
I wish I knew someone,
I could play,
with, for I was lonely,
almost everyday.
The noise was coming
from the small door.
I knocked, saying,
please tell me more.
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