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May 2015
I see through the eyes of others --
Crows and bears and beasts --
Like binoculars; like Dreams.

And I saw through your eyes,
A mans eyes, and learned
Empathy, understanding you,

Living as you, being you, and
How you saw me, and the spears
I ****** through your heart dwell in mine.

But I have the heart of a Beast,
And the skin of a Wolf --
Will I ever be able to be who I was

Again?
Will we ever be the same team,
The same animal, as We were
Before?
ryan
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ryan  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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