He walks the streets
looking in
to windows, dreaming
seeing the reflections
of what was
has been
dreaming
of a life that
could of been
if only he
sees through
the reflections of his eyes.
Through windows
He watches
as they look
looking at things
in windows.
Wondering what
their life will be
through windows.
2012/cs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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