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They say that eyes are the way to the soul, so I suppose his Iris is passage into an abyss of icy universe, a galaxy alienated to me. He remains an enigma, so hard to get into. Once you've chipped away for a while, to your disappointment, he's just ice, and his blue eyes never thaw
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
Iris
They say that eyes are the way to the soul, so I suppose his Iris is passage into an abyss of icy universe, a galaxy alienated to me. He remains an enigma, so hard to get into. Once you've chipped away for a while, to your disappointment, he's just ice, and his blue eyes never thaw
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Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 11:39 PM UTC
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