Knock, knock so says the sound that mimics the unknown. It’s the kind of saying that needs an introduction into a world that I pretend is my own. I open the door in a manner that makes me out to be the detective I never trained for. I feel like I should linger a little longer in my doorway… perhaps the stranger will return. “hello?” “Is anyone there”? I close my eyes and let the breeze take me to a place that I have long since forgotten. All is well as I close my door, set forth the lock and return to the life I have always known. Adieu to mine perfect stranger.

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