Original Poem: Weeping Windows
7/18/19 Sonnet
Aritrium Divisa 3 Gregory R. Barden
Our eyes may be the windows of the soul, through my windows I see all the sorrows. Where sorrow's tears always take a toll; hoping to improve everyone's tomorrows.
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