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the eyes to inside my soul
vision blurred so unseen lies
murky depths of broken dreams
piercing daggers driving home
begun anew rivers run of blood
wetness drips to drain this form
empty becomes this shell of soul
as shadow now consumes me whole
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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