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They roll. The close. They're near my nose. They wink. They weep. They dream when I sleep. Windows to the soul. Pupils black as coal. I see all sorts. They are the gateway to my thoughts. I cherish my eyeballs!

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Dec 19, 2014

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Tags: #eyes #sleep #soul #weep #blink #coal #wink #pupils #eyeballs

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