Go and open the door.Maybe outside there’sa tree, or a wood,a garden,or a magic city.

Go and open the door.Maybe a dog’s rummaging.Maybe you’ll see a face,or an eye,or the pictureof a picture.

Go and open the door.If there’s a fogit will clear.

Go and open the door.Even if there’s onlythe darkness ticking,even if there’s onlythe hollow wind,even ifnothingis there,go and open the door.

At leastthere’ll bea draught

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