DIRECTION


there is little i can tell you that you can't find out from another.

i have only my window to describe to you, and the outside of that window is the same as the outside of yours.

i have light on my side of the window that you do not 
and you have that which i do not

is this light of any value?

we sing our lights out of our windows.

our lights are no longer ours.

they travel, to another window and maybe this time yours


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