From Him No View

He daydreams of looking out of huge windows up high.
Money worries non existent bills quiet.
Smoking weed happy to be living.
Helping the world in many ways.
Opening eyes changing lives bringing community back.

Am I evil?
Do I wish you harm?
Think I really care what consenting adults do in the bedroom?
He asked these things before they shattered his dreams, goodbye windows.

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