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Graceful eyes, Between the shades Of brown and green I find myself in the center, Though at times, My glacier eyes, Are longing now, More than I remember Do colors blend Between our screens? Like the seasons in September Or do they fade Like Summer days When we were both together.
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Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 12:28 PM UTC
Wet Eyes
Graceful eyes, Between the shades Of brown and green I find myself in the center, Though at times, My glacier eyes, Are longing now, More than I remember Do colors blend Between our screens? Like the seasons in September Or do they fade Like Summer days When we were both together.
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Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 12:28 PM UTC
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