December 4, 1997
(last edited on April 7, 2006)
(last edited on April 7, 2006)
Why is it
that staring out an ordinary window
when sitting in a public place
at night
with lots of voices
makes me try to imagine what it's like
to be human?
© David J. Hennessy »
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