Sees the joy like bright sparks in the room ... sees the passion flowing like rivers east and west ... sees a connection forming everyday ... sees the door as it opens, it closes ... sees the looks direct and otherwise ... feels the slow motions of solitude ... senses the fresh beginnings after the ends ... thinks wisely about the right and wrong ... clears its vision when returns in time ... senses the bond getting stronger ... hears the sound of laughter from where eyes don't see ... contemplates at the green next to it ... hides its worries behind the happiness witnessed ... feels their weights as light as angels ... empathizes with the one left alone ... realizes the glances quick and warm ... mourns alone for long periods ... celebrates the events quietly ... feels the love ... remembers the past while one does in the smokes ... laughs quietly at the jokes ... worries about the future ... forgets all that can go wrong and watches the footsteps ... closes the eyes and embraces the music ... stays in the same location for ever and always... watches those come and go ... longs for their dance of life and delight ... hears the hearts as they beat faster ... feels the heat when it snows outside ... thinks and thinks and thinks ... lets go and enjoys the creation of time ... wonders what stories it will tell ...
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