Keep knocking at Heaven’s door,
Maybe somebody’s on that floor,
Doors might open over time,
Benevolence is not a crime.
Keep knocking in rhythmic strive,
Look inside and just retrieve,
That thought of greatness that’s too small
To feet the size of us, all.
Keep knocking, even too late,
When life has reached its final fate;
Do not attempt to not pursue
The state of art we all have due!
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