Monthly Archives: August, 2016

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There’s a stain on the window, It blurs my view, And darkens the world outside, The view is bleak, The streets are sleek, And the resemblance is striking.   There’s a stain on the window, It stops my thoughts, It restricts my love, Is the wind blowing? Is it not? There’s confusion inside, And the resemblance is striking.   The resemblance is striking, To my heart, My brain,my mind,my soul, There’s a stain, A stain so large, That the world seems small, And dark and bleak.   There’s a stain on the window, And then the sun rises, It blinds my eyes, Blinds my eyes by its magnificence and grace, It’s light so powerful, I feel cleansed.     The sun shines and I close my eyes, I open them after a while, And lo! The stain on the window, It seems to have gone.    

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