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The Dusty Window
Author:
Gabriel Lyman PM
Truly the splendors one sees, when they realize life is better for the haze of the dusty glass then the pain of realizing that what you thought was true, was not so. in essence. Ignorance is bliss. Read and Review PLEASE :)
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 75 - Reviews: 8 - Published: 01-07-06 - id: 2085385
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Sitting in my room

I see a shining light

behind the dusty glass

of my window

It is a sight to behold

beautiful in its splendor

I casually make my way to my window

to open it

to get a clearer look

and rid myself of the dust covering my view

only to find its a streetlight

for the "live nude" club acrosss the street

Beauty truly is in the eyes of the dusty glass.

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