The Window
A poem about that incomplete world
Published in
May 12, 2021
I see that window
from which you see the world
but I am not part of that painting.You won’t find me there,
what I can see I can’t explain it in words.
I see that window
from which you see the world
but I am not part of that painting.You won’t find me there,
what I can see I can’t explain it in words.
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