.Looking from my window,
To the streets below,
The red bricks and the gardens,
And the _____
On the sidewalks,
Strangers walk in perfect rows,
Half past eight,
It's time for work again.
I've been longing for,
Where the wind blows,
Far away from these grey stree.
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