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In These Eyes of Mine
In the glow of the day, rise the shadows of a dark night where I come free. Walking slow yet running with hot flames drenched by my body soiled, I am here. My walk, my life, I stand with this seed. Taking me down, all the way because I am the only one who care’s. In these eyes of mine, let the Sun make glow of my hair! In the depths of the Oceans may the Mountains peak, I am free. Stroking slowly, yet rock climbing with the pain of broken rocks, I go there. My depth and my height I stand with this need. Rolling me around, all the way because I am the only one who share’s. In these eyes of mine, let the Mountain make depth of my care. In the brightness of the Stars lingers a magical gleam, all scattered and free. Breathing slowly, yet desperate for the air to give my last and final breath, I am there. My deepest, my highest, I stand with this greed. Pulling me down to the ground all of the way because I am here! In these eyes of mine, let the Stars make bright of my fear. These eyes of mine give to you this planted seed with all of my prayers. ®Registered: Ann Rich 1999
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