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it will soon be the last day that i look out of my favourite window the window i turned to at night when i had no one else but the streetlights i watched at 4am as nothingness happened the dim lights made me feel less lonely i’d watch cats roam through held back tears wondering where they would go tip toeing under the orange glows
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Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 7:51 PM UTC
My Window
it will soon be the last day that i look out of my favourite window the window i turned to at night when i had no one else but the streetlights i watched at 4am as nothingness happened the dim lights made me feel less lonely i’d watch cats roam through held back tears wondering where they would go tip toeing under the orange glows
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Oct 6, 2019
Oct 6, 2019 at 7:51 PM UTC
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