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Last night, through the window
Last Night, through the Window
Last night, through the window,
I heard a train;
But I am far from the railway.
Last night, through the window,
I heard a plane;
But I am far from the airport.
Last night, through the window,
I heard a bus;
But I am far from the road.
Last night, through the window,
I heard an owl;
But I am far from the woods.
...Sunday 8th March 2020 2:52 pm
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