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Windows To The Soul

An ocean of white,
It surrounds a small island
That is dyed with green.

It's not a blank slate;
The ocean is a filler
And a protector.

The island's beauty,
The circles of green and blue...
The merge, overlap.

Within the island,
Its pool of deepest darkness
Draws you to its depth.





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