
She took her fingers to write
A poem on the dusty window glass.
Her thoughts lost within the afternoon
Sunlight; mesmerized by the kaleidoscope.
Playing with her childish inhibitions.
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She took her fingers to write
A poem on the dusty window glass.
Her thoughts lost within the afternoon
Sunlight; mesmerized by the kaleidoscope.
Playing with her childish inhibitions.
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