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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Dark Window

Dark window, where the wind blows.
Dark window doesn't care whether the wind is gloomy or no.
Dark window doesn't care whether these children are playing outside, or cursing at it from the inside.
Dark window doesn't care if you look through it and cry, or shut it down, and die.
Dark window is the witness, of all the tragedies and mysteries that are passing this train.
Dark window doesn't give a damn, nor put a darker revenge.
It stays. Until someone comes and tear down its personal stonehenge

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