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Love Its funny how much distraction one window can create.
How loud the sound of an opening door.
Is he there?
Is that him?
Everyday I laugh at myself.
For thinking he would come.
For hoping he would come.
Its funny how much desperation one window can create.
How depressing the sound of an opening door.
good poem though you kinda leave it hanging not sure if that was the intent or not but still good