Our eyes are incredible things. Some tell stories and others keep secrets. Some are as cold as night and others warm as day. They show sadness and joy, guilt and innocence, love and hate. they can be dull and grey or bright and colourful. They show us the lies in our reality and the truth behind our dreams. Our eyes are a reflection of ourselves, which is why when someone says to me they wish they could see the world through my eyes I tell them that my eyes would be useless without the soul that goes with them.

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