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By it dosent matter Date: 2004 Apr 07 Comment on this Work [[2004.04.07.20.17.10805]] |
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Window... how I like this sound The rushing clarity of the image portrayed That to one ill trained in the meaning of words Is still left with an image of safety protected from the world Window... yes as in the window to the mind where all is clear and sharp An image where one can view and see Protected from those surround And I... With surety of purpose would pry and fend to open this Window closed to world and I For its shear pollution would I treat As finest dish to taste and drink Let the winds howl and gust to these corners of the mind Clear the baggage far and away With torch if nothing else would I set fire To burn to ash all I've kept so locked far away Learn once more What it's like to live Alone and free Without windows to cloud the light of day Open fresh to the breeze Open once more For you |