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I sat for years beside the glass
And watched the clouds and strangers pass
Each footstep held a secret plea:
Could one of them be bringing thee
Seasons rolled and curtains swayed
But not a word from where you strayed
The sky would shift from blue to blind
As I stayed near the pane behind
I whispered stories to the trees
And sang to winds that crossed the seas
Each bird I fed each flower dried
Was part of how I never lied
Now if you pass this way once more
Youll find me near the waiting door
Still framed in light with hope aligned
Behind the glass where love is blind
