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Nov 2011
I saw the world through analogies
The I was me, and I the eye
So the eye and me compared the sky
Interpreting love, through what we see
Then write down long soliloquies
Words laid down, stacked on top
Closing my lashes, reality stopped
Simile stranded, in unknown lands
Like fools I followed, the marching band
As a black robed man, I was the judge
Never meant to judge you, my love
But eye and I could not be torn
Until the closure, soul reborn
Nicholas Rew
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Nicholas Rew
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   --- and Keith Skyy
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