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Oct 2017
In the summer nights
The owls see the world
The world, the simple eye can not
In simple eyes
Vision is distorted
Wrinkles of reality
Lines of insanity
All that the simple eye can not
With simple eyes
Reality is within the visionless.
Take it for what it is,  trust what you can't see. What's right in front of you could be a lie
Written by
Jose H
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