The wonder of happiness inside.
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Sometimes tears well up,
upon the fists of anger.
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Sweetly, eye brows protect,
Ashes through the closing of eye lids.
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If eyes open, wide and round,
All views are safe, new, and solid like pound.
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when eyes close tight, and still,
mind goes home for rest, on a green hill.
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Eyes are like doors,
they lead you to another place.
Eyes are windows,
they show distanced world via reading or traveling.
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