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On different days, He became different, And yet remained the same. He was amusing. He was otherworldly. He had something in him, Which made him eerily different. He listened. He listened wholeheartedly. He was the only one, Who felt real. He peeked into thoughts. He responded in silences. He captured the soul and the heart, So effortless was his gaze. A gaze that brought smile, A gaze that brought stillness, A gaze that sparked question, A gaze that sparked wonder.
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC
The ventriloquist's dummy
On different days, He became different, And yet remained the same. He was amusing. He was otherworldly. He had something in him, Which made him eerily different. He listened. He listened wholeheartedly. He was the only one, Who felt real. He peeked into thoughts. He responded in silences. He captured the soul and the heart, So effortless was his gaze. A gaze that brought smile, A gaze that brought stillness, A gaze that sparked question, A gaze that sparked wonder.
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Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC
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