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The Window

Rating: 3.5
The sky above the endless fields,
Where clouds of pink succumb to black.
Off lying sights away will fade,
As Twilight’s Trolly runs it’s track.

And the only thing that came between the woman and the view,
Was the window.

Her hours spent in dreamless state;
A lonely role, an empty stage,
The lines to trace her broken face;
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Sofia P 21 May 2004
The window is very profound, though it also gives me a sense of still life... I don't know if it's intentional. Liked reading through your poems.
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