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Flutelike
by the window
Heard a rustle in the wind
And the branches scratching
softly
Seemed to irritate my skin
Listened for a whisper
Or a twinkle by the ear
Listened all night long
Sitting stilly
like the deer
Music in the springtime
Singing of the summer
dance
Growing weary in the autumn
Sparing winter one last glance
Laughter like the starlight
Only small and very near
Wait
to hear the voice again
Sit and wait another year
Granted
by the glamour
Cannot glimpse what I can see
Dragged into the
sunset
Tousled hair the shade of weeds
Singing with the
flowers
I shall drink, my cup is full
Will o wisps that leave
me gasping
For the dreams inside my skull
Cannot touch
it, cannot have it
But the want is always there
Drunk on lies
and wishes
Dying quickly without care