Barely bearable half hour
to watch and listen to a dead friend's voice
again
and see the lovely view
he had from his Icelandic windows
and be glad for that, at least
Too alone another night
and wishing i could speak
face to face one last time
no,
wishing it could be many times,
any times
but there's no one to speak to
and no windows in this room
what
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