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May 2014
I stared into your eyes
And searched
For something more.
Those eyes
That change color
(Whether with the season,
Sun exposure
Or current mood,
We’ll never find out)
I looked for something
To give me meaning
To give me a sense
Of hope.
I searched and softly whispered,
β€œThis reflection you’re seeing
Is worthless
Unless you do something about it.”
Ariana Sweeney
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Ariana Sweeney  Colorado
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