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I have been lost for one day too many it wasn't until now that I realized. On that day I woke up with a stranger's eyes, and what I saw I knew was new. I left my home after taking a while to try and recognize the face and smile All the features staring back were me but in reality couldn't be true Walking now I feel the shoes in which this day chose me to fill.   My downcast eyes-- by my feet mesmerized-- had hardly familiarized themselves with the world. The spectral haze crept on the horizon, the fog's clearly opaque clouds drew around me too. I now knew each moment was a lifetime lived before, as each day was a new life that starts the same.
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Apr 14, 2013
Apr 14, 2013 at 3:32 AM UTC
The Strangest Eyes
I have been lost for one day too many it wasn't until now that I realized. On that day I woke up with a stranger's eyes, and what I saw I knew was new. I left my home after taking a while to try and recognize the face and smile All the features staring back were me but in reality couldn't be true Walking now I feel the shoes in which this day chose me to fill.   My downcast eyes-- by my feet mesmerized-- had hardly familiarized themselves with the world. The spectral haze crept on the horizon, the fog's clearly opaque clouds drew around me too. I now knew each moment was a lifetime lived before, as each day was a new life that starts the same.
sean-yessayan
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Apr 14, 2013
Apr 14, 2013 at 3:32 AM UTC
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