I Look in People's Windows

This writes "envying others' lives" as late-night peeking: through windows, imagining the warmth you lack. Haven't you passed a lit pane and wondered "what if that were my home"?

Faint sadness for a "I'm out here, the light's in there" loneliness. Taylor writes longing quiet and piercing. You'll pull your coat tight — some warmth is seen through glass.

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