The Door Without a Key
They ask me why I do not fit,125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNcNgRhHZQk
why every mold, I seem to split.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP3LH6IUKRQ
Why when they turn, they see me fade,125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFyKMhTVIdn
a shadow cast, a ghost remade.
Yet I am more than locked-up doors,125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuu8eoI4fmL
than measured steps on even floors.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa2FE8zsU3K
I am the space between the keys,125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiTjwxTrKrY
the breath of wind that bends the trees.
For some are made to shape, to stay,125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt7PE5D1Ff6
to walk the paths all paved in grey.125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡso1ugXnqdV
But I was born where none may be—125Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr8J7DEN2pw
a door that needs no lock, no key.
