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Mar 2021
Yellow stars, blue stars, brown

Looking through the window

Are you looking up at me
or are you looking down?

Smiling? Or with a frown?

Are you a distant memory?
Or am I new in town?

Many questions from my end

I will wait for the answers

If it means I can be your friend
Question from a child that no adult can answer
Johnny
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Johnny
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     izzn and Zoe Mei
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