Tiny Window
Oh Tiny Window you are my small word and so is my sword. Tiny Window you let me remember my dreams like memory's. I fight with my own myself and you get it, you don't chuckle nor laugh. Tiny Window you don't talk but I hear you louder then you can. You are in the top right room of my fairytale home.
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