i'm looking out the window
from the sky of some unknown hotel
looking down on a city unnamed
though i feel i know it well
when a feeling sweeps across me
leaves me silent in it's wake
trailing waves of evidence
saying this is all a mistake
so many years in passing
now this thought blows through my mind
i still don't know who or why or what
or when or how to find
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