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  • Window

    Every word is a pain; every glance sees a shard, The framing itself, so indestructibly hard, To cry like the wind, I’m sure we are heard Though the window was ...

    • Poetry
    • Realistic
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"You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things..."
— Gone With the Wind