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Glimpse through my window; it’s all Sunshine outside, though rainstorms threaten to darken my days, the heat always melts the ice and the sunshine shines bright
My description is relative to your experience; Spear me a moment of your vision please
There is plenty of room for us both and plenty of room for growth
There they are at our window; peering through the glass, focusing on the damp moisture from rain fell and dried.
They have no knowledge of the towels at our sides of the reinforced shelter; lessons learned from conquered storms
Turn our backs on them we do and hand in hand we go five pairs of hands holding one of the other
A brother, sisters a father a mother together we stay in the warm glow just out of the view of your windows…