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I remembered your eyes, those deep, brooding greys,
the ones that sparkled, even though no light touched them.
They penetrated, into the deepest part of my soul, lingered
a bit too long, and intercepted my visions, my dreams.
They held fast to the wonderment you saw in me, how you
made me feel, even when you were far away. So very far away,
I could no longer see you. Oh, but those eyes.


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