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Knock knock...
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Don't come to the house,
Invasion not wanted!
Heart pounding,
Shaking chest.
Discussion not needed.
Privacy counts.
Sweating palms,
beaten brow.
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Keep away
allow freedom.
Blind with panic
Screams deathly quiet.
No need for checking on.
Perfectly capable self.
Knock knock...
It's the door.
Tension of a coiled spr...
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