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The Windows

By Ayden Denver Fernandes


Out I see,

Where one could be.

A life of joy and fullness,

A life of laughter and Happiness.


Flowers blossoming,

Children playing.


Few moments pass,

I look to see,

A life of rush and stress

Smiles that wear a dress,

No one knows what will happen next,

For all I know that’s fates text.


Live life as one can be,

Need not look at the windows of how others should be.


By Ayden Denver Fernandes


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