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Upon the Window Seal


Upon the window seal is where the flowers do not grow,

Yet it is where all life flourishes.

Upon the Window Seal is not where I want to go,

Yet it is where my body nourishes.

Upon the window seal is where a story must lie,

Yet it is not where you would want it to be.

Upon the window seal is now where I reside,

For when I sit upn the window seal, that is all I need.

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