Warming eyeshave examined me.You’ve seen everythingI couldn’t believe,when drowned beneathdrenching sunlight.For wounds to berevealed when they bleed,I have been open,after being opened.It wasn’t enoughto know what to do.There wasn’t muchfor me to commit to.But you see what I don’t,dressed in your immaculate,snow-covered bandages.You’ve been to the bottom, when you exploredwhat few people find.You’ve come up,while

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