







Years ago,

When I had fallen in love,

I thought that love,

is the master key,

for every closed door





When I lost my love,

because I was poor,

I thought that money,

is the master key,

for every closed door.





Now I can see,

that each closed door,

has a special key.

There is no master key,

for every closed door.





Now I can know,

that most of the closed doors

hide some secrets.

Sometimes it is not safe

to open a closed door.







