Sitting by the window
Sitting by the window
Just wondering what to do
To writing a poem
About my heart that is near
To finding the truth
That may lie near
To the weather outside
Dropping by a fear
To be there with nothing to dread
About things that fall in my head
But to feel everything spinning near to wed
To wonder about life
And nothing may come
But to think about a poem
Sitting by the window
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