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Colorful
Eyes of blue, to me is true
but deceit lies not far away,
to brown or hazel, sincerest truth
but changes by the Sun's rays,
To beauty, I owe praise,
for blessing me with vision,
to witness the art of perception,
which all humans are given,
I'm lost without their appeal,
their expression of the soul,
with that I allow,
euphoria to unfold,
ahoy, at sea
your tears are the last to wave,
so let me enjoy that wave,
from this sirene place I call home,
the entrance to the this dreary cave~
