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I love mysteries but not just the type   printed in black ink    in binded books I enjoy the mysteries that walk   that contain a set of lost eyes    whose lips speak words     in a particular voice whose ears always have earphones whose mind drifts off   whose face of concentration    is something quite beautiful I like that kind of mystery whose laugh is unique   whose smile is a rarity    and has rarely spoken     to me we only speak with our eyes exchanging wondrous stares.
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Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC
mystery
I love mysteries but not just the type   printed in black ink    in binded books I enjoy the mysteries that walk   that contain a set of lost eyes    whose lips speak words     in a particular voice whose ears always have earphones whose mind drifts off   whose face of concentration    is something quite beautiful I like that kind of mystery whose laugh is unique   whose smile is a rarity    and has rarely spoken     to me we only speak with our eyes exchanging wondrous stares.
dafne
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Sep 20, 2013
Sep 20, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC
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