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His Eyes
by Chris Sorrenti
Look at his eyes, mommy!
how at nothing they stare
wide as the moon
as if made of glass
why are they like that?
Never you mind child!
suffice to say
the eyes speak for
a person’s soul
even those lost
just keep walking
and wait for me
for only the Devil
profits from Speed
© 1977
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06/08/2018 Posted on 06/08/2018
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