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Poem #2 - Window

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By: Aaron Light

I look out through the window as the strangers pass me by
Always looking back at me, with an ever wary eye.
I fail to see why my unique antics confuse the world
My brain must be a curious one when it's fully unfurled.
In all my life I've never felt a reason to pass through
This foggy window that prevents my comprehension too.
But bit by bit, draw closer I, to see what could have been
And I find that I only thrive when closer still I lean.
For all of us are at our windows, staring off in space
And comfort's only found if we return a smiling face.

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