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                                    EYES

                                                                 

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Those that,
shimmer with pride,
laugh in agony,
doubt with confidence,
wander in boredom,
shoot questions,
hide in fear,
lie casually,
shower peace,
smear love,
smirk in sarcasm,
dive into the ocean of thoughts,
radiate power,
narrate  stories,
read your minds,
reflect,
help you find yourself,
and there are also some
that look beyond.

I've seen them all
but I still look for more,
because to see the world,
through a million different pairs,
give me a million different dimensions
of this world, that I see. 
                                        
                                             (c) Vasanthi

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