I left the window open
And boredom came in
I dropped my pen and paper
All that I was writin’
A little while later
She took her leave, was gone
‘Twas far too late now
The damage was done
I Left The Window Open And Boredom Came In
I left the window open
And boredom came in
I dropped my pen and paper
All that I was writin’
A little while later
She took her leave, was gone
‘Twas far too late now
The damage was done
Frank Solanki 
Excellent and unique
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I like it when you leave the window open
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I can’t be more pleased.
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I love it when I find someone different.
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Wow. I am flattered.
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I like damage. And I am too lazy to do something about it. Let me please stare for a while.
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Go ahead. It’s all yours.
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You’re sooo kind.
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Sometimes I wonder if you’re actually reading my stuff Frank😂 but I love this
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Haha. Thanks
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This is brilliant 😀
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Thank you
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She never leaves anything behind, but always takes something with her
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True that
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Beautiful
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Thank you
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Perfection!
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Thank you
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She is here now. lol This was brilliant.
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Haha. Thank you
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I can relate! Brilliant piece, Frank.
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Thank you
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Know that feeling well! Sx 🙂
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Ah, you leave the window open too
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Lol. Oh yes!
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Very powerful poem! i loved it!
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Thank you, Ravi
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My pleasure,FranK!
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It’s like leaving the camera in the car. You see all kinds of great shots.
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That long . . . ?!
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Yes, but I hope you enjoy it like I did
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So Frank, you best close that window
if you’re intending to have some fun.
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It’ll take a month, David. A whole damn month.
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That’s very deep. You have a gift, Frank.
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Thank you, Tim
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Have you ever considered putting a book together with all of your poetry? I think it could really work.
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It’s the same old Boredom, teaming up with Fear, Doubt and Laziness, that holds me back
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Well, I get that, but you really have talent. The fact that we all put ourselves out here on WordPress and expose our inner souls shows that you are not giving yourself enough credit. All on its own time, but I do enjoy your work. Thanks for always making me think and brightening my days.
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The pleasure’s all mine
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👍
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Wow, how brilliantly written!❤
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Thank you
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How is it that you find me, Frank? I’ve leave no door open. I unfollow everyone, and reject all who attempt connection. I’m not complaining, only curious as to how anyone finds my posts with me being so determined to stay hidden, nebulous.
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Well if I tell you then I might not find you again
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True dat!
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That’s strange. I remember opening a door, that no man could ever close 🙂
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Aw…been there, 🙃
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