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Jan 2021
My eyes they are my window
My eyelids are the blinds
But if you look into these eyes
So many things you’ll find

Like all my pain and sadness
From scars that will not heal
They’ll tell you when I'm healthy
And likewise, if I’m ill

For me, they are a window
But to you, they are a door
An entry to my very soul
Which no one, has seen before

So, if I look in your eyes
And tell you all I see
Will you pluck up the courage?
To do the same for me.
Trevor Reynolds
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Trevor Reynolds  64/M/USA
(64/M/USA)   
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