Sitting nowhere but the corners,
reading books, drawing faces;
walked only with one or two,
a favored time when I was shy.
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As the saying goes, you can never guess a poet's password...for it is too ingenious for the nonpoet to fathom! This is true of this poem. Excellent. Excellent. Well done, Ms. Agua.
Everyone wants to walk through a door marked 'private.' Therefore, have a good reason to be affluent.