Now and Again, My Window
Who knocks on sill, violet fragrance in the wind, what voice can tell the words I speak when all is quiet, and I dream of…
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Who knocks on sill, violet fragrance in the wind, what voice can tell the words I speak when all is quiet, and I dream of…
Would you stay in the shade if sunlight kept calling your name, if roses reached to touch your cheek, your heart, your spirit, and set…
Do you sit in a corner, forgotten, forlorn, unsure who to talk to, hold hands, no voice telling the words of a song you know…
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