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these windows
these windows,
my first
defense
against an
outside world,
one that
is beautiful
but often
too cruel,
taking away
my summers,
the brightness,
the warmth,
the colorful
and leaving
in its
place,
the almost
barren nothing
of winter.
my first
defense
against an
outside world,
one that
is beautiful
but often
too cruel,
taking away
my summers,
the brightness,
the warmth,
the colorful
and leaving
in its
place,
the almost
barren nothing
of winter.
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