Strange Door
A Anjandev Roy
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It was dark night,
The weary traveller
Knocked the strange door
Of the great room,
Someone asked him from inside,
"Who are you? "
Immediately the traveller answered,
"I am the tired wayfarer,
Please open the door soon, "
Hearing this, someone told him again in a gruff voice,
"This door opens only for the energetic and spirited man."
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