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Aug 2014
His eyes were the black pools of a shadowed night
Drinking in all the light.
His eyes were metallic--
Silver,
Yet thicker than steel,
So that he could no longer feel.
The lies they told,
Heartache was caused
His eyes hid the pain--
To my pain were they blind--
But it was too late when he saw.

How to save a life?

                          Eyes.
Ögon: Swedish for "eyes"
Aeya Jean Johnson
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Aeya Jean Johnson  Sipping Cocoa in the Rain
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     ---, Katy Laurel, r and Aeya Jean Johnson
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