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What is it that my eyes doth see? Is it a shadow amidst the light Or is it something more haunting me? The leaves stir, the bluebirds flee. Something inside doesn't seem right. What is it that my eyes doth see? My heart beats as I stare through the trees. I hasten my step; my instinct is flight. Or is it something more haunting me? I break into a run, my heart and mind agree, Feet pounding the path, the sun blinding my sight. What is it that my eyes doth see? The sound of my heart pounding out a plea, I push my tired legs with all my might. Or is it something more haunting me? Bursting through the door, desperate to be free Of visions, with the coming of the night. What is it that my eyes doth see Or is it something more haunting me?