At the silent window of a weary soul, Today, I stand alone, lost in a hollow gaze; Counting the drifting, restless clouds, A tangled mind sketches dreams in shades of despair.
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A very discerning poem that gives great thoughts to ponder about. Brilliantly expressed with stunning images!