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I'm Watching 

Through the window, of the world.

While sitting, in the corner, of my room.

And I wonder, how.... I could ever be, so lonely ?

But now the mood, has ....,

changed, life's melody.

And you, no longer sing, my ......song !

The smell from tangerines. 

Means.... the giraffe, bows her head.

And my life is now reticulated.

Safe ......?

Within 

that tower.

Giajl © Jim Love