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Mon, 01/20/2014 - 10:43 -- sdnni09

Our hearts through eyes are revealed

loosely

through the thick blank blinds.

To admit we hide

But let not be.

Open your hearts and close your eyes

let out your prisoners and put down your shields

Beauty is in raw material and

Open pain

rather than quiet sufferance

and unseen, battered souls

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