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Eyes


An ancient bunch experiencing brightness and the darkness of the World

I am not here to witness injustice

I am here above

All looking over the world in all its splender.

 

I am not here for what vine things come out of my neighbor.

I am not here to experience the filth of the environment.

I am here to see pink, purple, and blue.

I am here when you lose a pet or your family member.

I am here when you...

 

Love

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