Parallel Eyes Comments

This fact is not true but somehow every time I look in the mirror it comes rushing back
I look deep into my eyes and I know that they are not mine
They belong to a wicked witch, or a triumphant hero, or a pondering sorcerer from a far away place that does not exist
Maybe they belong to a leather-winged beast, born in the poet's mind and forever tapped on paper
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