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Jan 2019
The colors in your eyes swirl through each other
Like chromatic snakes
Locked in embrace
Or perhaps a fight to the death.
Ring around the rosy;
I cannot catch my breath.
Their scales diffract my tiny face
And send me to another place
They leave me guessing
Too busy, impressing
You
I hate being cut off.
Written by
Annie  21/F/USA
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