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The window

A window is a doorway to another world
You open it and reach on through it like a portal back in time
You can see the world your leaving or the world to be explored
A window can be the opener to each and every soul
Out side it maybe raining but inside you are not
Inside maybe cool but outside maybe hot
The window is a protector from the storm that rages on
A window could be like a tv set ,the ever changing one 

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im just starting on my writing journey still finding my ground hoping to get noticed in the writing world

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