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there is mystery hidden deep in your eyes -- in all eyes -- but i cannot read its meanings into words that i can write or speak i suppose something of the same mystery is in my own eyes (deep deep) reflecting the enigmatic heiroglyphics of the heart but i remain half shy half sky with eyes that *twink*le* whenever i'm high at the heart of the mystery is a knowing of what is growing between us -- joining us to the illimitible -- |
