A poem.

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Eyes, Thought, Hands

Eyes, what have you seen?
Eyes, where have you been?
What colors, what scenes
have you carried to my brain?

Thought, where do you go?
Thought, what do you know?
Have you seen the light?
Is there no afterglow?

Hands, where have you been?
Hands, the shivers you send.
Let go of the past,
it’s now time to mend.

Eyes, what do you see in our future, my friend?
Thought, how do we know when we’re nearing the end?
Hands… please reach out. Let’s be open again?

9 March 2019

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