Just a poem today
“Windows” by yours truly
Windows.
We were looking out windows
On a possible future,
But soon we were apart;
Fate thou art. For sure,
And maybe we will be more mature.
When does it end?
Will we ever win? Dohhs!
Windows.
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Just a poem today
“Windows” by yours truly
Windows.
We were looking out windows
On a possible future,
But soon we were apart;
Fate thou art. For sure,
And maybe we will be more mature.
When does it end?
Will we ever win? Dohhs!
Windows.