It’s always the eyes, always has been.
They write the first few lines of this poem,
And the first few lines of any good story.
Its been written by our ancestors that moments before you die,
Your whole life flashes right before your eyes.
But the ancestors were wrong, for our life stories are written right within our eyes.
It was right there all along, always has been.
Solomon, for Gigi
Amazing lines full of spirit ❤
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