Blank eyes stare,
The sea-green fills my head
with everything it wants,
It makes me hear the ocean,
smell just mowed grass,
All I see is green,
Tears fall,
Yours are clear,
mine are green...
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Blank eyes stare,
It makes me hear the ocean, smell just mowed grass, All I see is green,
Tears fall, Yours are clear, mine are green... A contest entry
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