Through the Window

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poems

I glance

But it is too late

I have seen

Get up from my seat

To see more

I'm curious

Look through the window

To see a vision

A happier version

Of myself

Close my eyes

Turn away

Block it out

Blink a few times

Turn back

It is still there



Staying away from the windows

Taunting me with things

Haunting me with things

It knows I cannot have

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