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Part of me looks like anyone else.
But look deep into my eyes.
You will see what others do not
the other half of my soul.
The side made of feathers
the same color as my eyes.
What does your other side look like?
Can you see deep into it through
your own eyes?
(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela
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The eyes are the window to the soul, or so they say 😊
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So true, they say. I know peeps who look at you feel like they just looked into your soul, and it feels earth shattering.
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Very true and a good way of describing it. You can look into people’s eyes too and see a void. Almost like no soul exists. That doesn’t happen that often to me, but I’ve seen some unnerving things like that before – possibly like the Earth shattering feeling like you said so well 🙏 😊
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