Just one eye #poem

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My eyes were able to see.
Spotting is a dazzling color tint.
Blend with the sounds he brings bitterness.
So unfamiliar.

Next to my studying eyes.
Waves fill my entire body space.
Formed from acute cells.
And diabetes is a natural process.

But next to my other eyes realized.
Dark is a loyal friend.
From the time lost.

Just one eye #poem | Ecency