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You no longer see with your eyes—

                         But mine are clear blue

                                 And   they  see   you







Eyes swell and redden,


The others stare without seeing,



                     My eyes are clear blue

                                And   they  see   you





You can’t see with your eyes—


They are distant, a haze of perception





Beyond my manila walls—

                     another file in the folder

                                 of lives not yet






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