EYE

 

10/03/24

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Eye,

I see,

I see the lush green of the grass,

I see the towering trees,

I see the buildings, a spectrum of hues,

I see the passionate reds,

I see the tranquil blues.

I see you,

I see the way you gaze upon me,

I see the reflection of my own scrutiny.

What I have beheld has crafted me,

Shaping my expressions uniquely,

For the way I express is the way I see,

A glimpse of who I am,

A vision of who I strive to be,

Through my vision I articulate my truth,

A portrait of my essence, a reflection of my youth.

Behold the eye, a universe within,

Bearer of untold stories and unseen sin.

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