I sat on a window sill and watched all
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My view was not impeaded
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By clouded glass that broke away in storms
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My eyes did not focus on one
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Or all who ever existed or ever will
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With no bias or prejudice I observed
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(And passed judgement on none)
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We looked so peaceful
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with no hatred in our eyes but then...
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Once more with my blind eyes
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I saw the sill on which I sat consumed in flames
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And I fell
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With my blind eyes I saw the sill
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On which i sat consumed in flames
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And I fell
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I fell
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I fell
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With no bias
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Or prejudice I observed
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(And passed judgement on none)
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We looked so peaceful
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With no hatred in our eyes but then...
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Once more with my blind eyes
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I saw the sill on which i sat consumed in flames
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And I fell
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With my blind eyes i saw the sill
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On which i sat consumed in flames
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And I fell
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I fell
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I fell
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I fucking fell
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Windowsill
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| The Voids |
