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Inspired by Georgia Heard and her suggestion to look around the world and see where poetry lives... Breath catches in my chest. I've stared into your eyes for thousands of days. They still grab me, holding me to the present. When contemplative, cornflower blue. When exuberant, glittering like the sea. When feeling blue, steely gray. Your eyes are where poetry lives.

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