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Seen with a Look


The more I see you The more I see us Because I vowed to look, This does not mean, I'm shook it just means your book is worth it I mean aren't we all a dish of something Would you eat just anything or does it have to be a lean cousine fit only for a king, or queen, I'm just sayin, I'm looking because most of what I see is pain, and a canal dried and cracked from dessert heat and sun, I see thirst. An effort in expression of all that we need has fallen short passed on to each one as good as possible and I see: say, is that enough? I see, say:is that enough? I look no, no, no, not nearly, not nearly enough not by far not until we see who we are, not until we can see where we are going, not until we see passed ourselves and until we see Who's we are until then a forever scar is what I see, forever hurt deprived of seeing destitute of vision its not your fault cant you see that? No? Well let me make it clear I'm going to keep looking until I see the definition of what you and me are supposed to be and on that note I'll ask you plainly can you see?
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