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Iris
The lone iris,
sitting in your eye;
a setting sun
eclipsed
by the blackness
of the world you see.
Those eyelids;
tear-rain shutters.
sitting in your eye;
a setting sun
eclipsed
by the blackness
of the world you see.
Those eyelids;
tear-rain shutters.
Published 9th Jul 2019
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