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Looking
Looking out the window, as the rain does fall
Looking at every drop, one and all
Looking as the wind blows through the trees
Looking at the cold spring breeze
Looking at the gray dull sky
Looking at the day from up so high
Looking at the ground from the second floor
Looking out, wanting to soar
Looking at the world with dread
Looking at the world so dead
Looking at a world so dark
Looking out, just wanting to go to the park
lovely poem .