Ascendant
Now the eyes that were inside
Are outside
The imploring eyes
The quizzical eyes
The kind eyes
Have risen high into the sky
And now the eyes are in the clouds
Those eyes have become
The eyes of the entire World
Are outside
The imploring eyes
The quizzical eyes
The kind eyes
Have risen high into the sky
And now the eyes are in the clouds
Those eyes have become
The eyes of the entire World
1 Comments:
like this poem a lot!
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