I opened up a window to my soul It radiated light and made me whole Blinded by the sun I looked away Turned glory into just another day The rain came in, as did the storm Fires burned yet never kept me warm I dream that lighted window still Hands cold upon the windowsill I shut that window way back when Can I ever open it again? Or are the shutters closed so tight I no more shall see the light
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