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Distant Eyes

Far away I see them
Eyes turning towards me
Despite the ethic dream that has a mend
Their eyes in my true reality

Turning away I really don't want to hear them anymore when I'm there
It just had to be me
I'd rather just start to ignore them and pretend not to care
Why can't I just be free

Even in this hour I can hear my name
It's not any other identity
I want to stop this poisoning game
Everyday will turn out as it would be

by Sarah Pesta

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