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From My Eyes

Staring out of a crystal window,
Glassy greys and chilling blues
Viewing the world as only I know
No one can fully comprehend my hues.
Can we reverse this one-way mirror?
You’d look back, connecting, caring
Seeing my thoughts, concerns and wants;
Then you would understand why I’m always staring,
Why behind these eyes my mind relentlessly haunts.

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