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Ceaseless gaze
A brief gaze sores and delivers
Armies of splinters marching
Up my spine as it quivers
And the warning sirens sing
Seconds transform into days
Moments are stretched 'til they rip
Silence is weaved with the gaze
A duo hard to not to grip
Vision is honed, here to stay
The corners are drizzle and haze
Cannot tear my eyes away
For they are lost in a ceaseless gaze
Armies of splinters marching
Up my spine as it quivers
And the warning sirens sing
Seconds transform into days
Moments are stretched 'til they rip
Silence is weaved with the gaze
A duo hard to not to grip
Vision is honed, here to stay
The corners are drizzle and haze
Cannot tear my eyes away
For they are lost in a ceaseless gaze
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