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Sep 2011
Eyes open
     and everything's falling.
Tears drop,
Buildings crumble,
Spirits plummet as bodies sink to the ground.

Eyes closed
     and everything's rising.
Flames dance behind my eyelids,
Smoke enters my nostrils,
Prayers are sent up.

Eyes dead
     and everything's still.
Shelley
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