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Jan 2019
As I lay on my bed to rest my body for awhile, I saw the view from my window. My thoughts travel miles to miles.

I gaze harder as the clouds move across my vision, the glimpse of the sunshine caressing my skin warmly
The trees are dancing with the rustling sound of the wind.

The gentle chilly breeze embraced me as I slightly open my window
Alone with my thoughts, I have this exquisite view for myself.
I feast my heart with the overwhelming feeling of nostalgia from our past memories until this very moment.

These things serves as you...
The warmth of your hand on mine
The mellifluous sound of your voice
The benevolent love you left in my heart.

As I realize everything bit by bit
Anyone can see the view from a window and be amaze by its beauty
But they can never see the sight from my window, for only you and I share the same memories
For only I can see it clearly
Because right now...
Iā€™m the only one that has your love.
Laconic Noor
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Laconic Noor  25/F
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     Fawn and Manuel Hutchinson
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