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The Wanderer...
![]() Where there are many doors, Each one leading to someone’s heart Where love has not entered before. Many hearts choose to ignore love It‘s not welcomed or invited in, So love moves on to the next door Never to revisit again. When love came tapping at my door I was waiting to let it pass through, I knew I would never love anyone more When love arrived, it was you...
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