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Eyes in the dawn, walking
through shades of purple.
He tells you to look up,
you see a million flashes of
light projected over mists and
oceans, streams transform into
drawings of his hands and body,
many droplets dancing, you spy him praying
feel him weeping, cheeks shaking. The rain in the sun,
red over the sky watching for
you and a seagull flies
past the single time he
asks you for an interchanging of
eyes and the course of night lifting
down on your heads, the red men wake
you, waiting to wipe the tears out
of your eyes and the diamonds
out of your sins.

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