Fogged-up windows 

There’s a door
There’s a window
There’s a voice
There’s every fear
++I’ve ever questioned
There’s a shadow
There’s a crispness
There’s fragility
There’s hope
++and waiting
++and silences innumerable
++and there’s you two
There’s a chuckle with no end
There’s a circle
There’s a beginning
++but temporary
++and gone too quickly
There’s a beat
There’s reverb
++and echoes that whisper
There’s a hand ready
There’s temptation
There’s clarity
There’s home
And there’s tomorrow



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