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B roken WindowBirds are peering, Flowers growing through my broken window Times amiss as I look through my broken window A lot of Tears has brought my broken window I ask not Pity or Pane for my broken window When you see the Colored Glass you can only guess it was a broken window P.S. Love did mend my broken window! |
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