You are the window, through which I view
My world; and every day becomes another weather:
Of your clouds in winter, I can always weep my fill;
My branches trembled, in the longings of your near passage
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This is absolutely beautiful and touching. A fine balance of sadness and love. Thanks so much for sharing your view with us! ~Ray
this is really good, moodier some alot more than others but a really relaxing feel about it, a nice mix