Window

In the darkness I land

Sometimes I wait by the window towards the wooden fence without really knowing why

Sometimes I think I'm sitting there to wait for the moon to come

Sometimes I think I sit there waiting for my mind to click

In silence I never know what's to come 

Sometimes I wonder if I'll see a shooting star

Or a bird land on the fence

Sometime I imagine I feel the wind

When it rains I imagine it lands on my skin

When the sun shines I imagine the heat on my feet

Sometimes I feel like I look through the window in secret

No light shining where I sit 

All alone but I love it

The stars if some come to visit is the only light I see

Things most people may think is insignificant

Is really the biggest mistake people make

If you sit for moment and just look slowly think

You will be in the most peaceful place you have ever been

I'm not saying the window is a place for all

I'm saying it's the most unexpected places of all

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