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Deep Eyes

Perhaps I'm too fantasied
like when I become a dream in your eyes
my mind is a dream
where I turn everything into thoughts
I hate the one called foolishness
she prances with no thoughts
confused she is
can't think
her brain is dumb

Upon my mind, I vision daily
where I see molecules in sun rays

he told me that the star
was the sun
I told him its not

and when I looked the next night
I could see
it does glow
even more the depth behind
almost like his intense deep eyes

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