Glass Building

Is that me on the other side of that glass building. 
Am I slaving away at something I despise.
Or having flowered conversations
In a language new and old
Will I be on a jet plane tomorrow
Thinking of you but far far away
Don't you just see yourself
A glimpse of you 
Where you know
Or your lost
Don't you catch sight of you
In places that don't reflect
Because the future is your present
And is far away





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