When I opened the door

of a new way core

I gave a smile on a cast I saw,

A pretty vase and a new shoes show.

Your face turned red

which made me smile instead;

knees trembled with a sudden jolt,

I don't know why, is it my fault?

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Time to promote my book as we go down with our second to the last poetry.

My last poetry here is entitled The Journey of a Matchstick.

For fuller version you can check out my newest poetry book TWENTY ANGLES OF SOLITARY.