This cold apartment,
With windows facing the east,
Drag out lonely nights.
The sun rises to glory,
But sets well beyond my reach.
This cold apartment,
With windows facing the east,
Drag out lonely nights.
The sun rises to glory,
But sets well beyond my reach.
Discarded Recollections 
So beautifully written…
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