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wait
through my window, I hear the wind blow. it opens to streets of swift feet; I again go nowhere. I see the cars progress at haste, passing prams pushed; progressing up the path of life. fix my gaze on old … Continue reading
Through My Window; Blankly
Through my window, the sky is blue, the fields are white, the sun doesn’t shine. The cold sparkles off trees, which bend towards the sea. On the stone path, walkers come and go, with children sliding and tumbling in the … Continue reading
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