Well here's another poem, this time a little more on the bright side. Though really it's up to you how you take it.


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With Eyes Closed
~By Reza


When you close your eyes, what do you see?
Do your eyes show you nothing?
Or can you view the vast open sea?
With your eyes closed, do you roam a land free of loathing?
In that moment when our eyes close, a chance opens.
A chance to roam through mountains tall and vast oceans.
To see lands both new and old, both known and forgotten.
In the gentle nights when we rest, these places our spirit lighten.

When you close your eyes, can you feel the wind?
Can you feel the ground beneath your feet, or the soft breeze along the pond?
These places when seen do not need to meet an early end.
They can live on, kept close and kept fond.
If you close your eyes, and let yourself wonder, you can find these places.
Those lands needn’t be empty, and can be filled with new and old faces.

So tell me, can you feel the mountains tall and cold?
Can you feel the valleys deep and old?
Can you see the open fields, with grass green and tall?
When you close your eyes, can you see it all?

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And there we have it, hope you enjoy it and the like.