Look into my eyes.
I ask, for once, that you actually see.
See my heart.
See what I put out there.
I put myself, quietly on display.
Loud has never been my thing.
You would see it if you looked.
You would see it if you saw.
Looking without seeing is a sickness.
It doesn't hurt those infected, just the ones they don't see.
Here's the cure:
Look into my eyes.
And for once, actually see.
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