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two dark brown eyes

like shiny rare gemstones

look straight into your center

sharp as a knife

pointing like a needle

singing about the drama of the past

sunburned fingers trying to get grip on the railing

little children been hold up by their mother’s gurgling desperation

grown men wining and sobbing with saltwater dry lips

he did survive

he arrived

on the other side

in the most beautiful cruel

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