• Looking out the window•
— A poem by me —
I sit and wait
Looking out the window
A vast world before me
Green grass, a blue sky
A world laced by time
As I look out
the work engulfs me
It's strings wrap around tightly
Winding threw my mind
I feel them penetrate my thoughts
The wind blows through me
A chill flows up
My body stays still
My mind flys further
Through a lost world, forgotten
But as if just a moment
Back at the window
Though time moves forward
And the world spins fast
My thoughts stay in deep trance
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