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I haven't looked out the window in some time. I wonder what's out there...                                          This isn't a joke.                                I used to look out it all                                   the time; now I don't know what lies beyond the pane. Is it different? Or have I just changed?                                                                             If I decide not                                 to look will I be happy                                       with my decision? Or will I be sad, tortured about what lies be- yond my window pane?
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
The Window in my Room
I haven't looked out the window in some time. I wonder what's out there...                                          This isn't a joke.                                I used to look out it all                                   the time; now I don't know what lies beyond the pane. Is it different? Or have I just changed?                                                                             If I decide not                                 to look will I be happy                                       with my decision? Or will I be sad, tortured about what lies be- yond my window pane?
shelby-murray
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
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