Looking out

Just looking out my window.
Seeing the world float on by like vapour.
All the things I have felt and missed is ...
Lost for now but soon to be found again!
Out my window songs of children and buses go by.
Looking out my window I see dogs with their rich master'

I suddenly feel peacefully
AT ease My feeling Of loss ebbs away Just look MY window .AT another pretty FINE Day.

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