Real Eyes

I love to think and I love to read what makes me think, but every once in a while, I read something that hits me in such a way that I can just sit back and focus on what it made me feel, thought isn’t necessary because it’s just right there… done for me and it isn’t often that I forget to string myself up in searching for something, but when it happens every part of myself is relaxed, some kind of peace…

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