Brown dark my eyes for all seemed
while in a class they ‘ve been light
On a bad piece of news felt burned
So far few times life could them light
Sorry but matters and materials Don't
Only when the soul is in depth touched
Then, my eyes Like a sun rise and shine
There are too clouds rainy gloomy alike
Since ten, here the same twenty seven
Heroine's a blow I been much awaiting
By MHK

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2019
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