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My Eyes

by  The Walrus

Posted: Tuesday, November 18, 2003
Word Count: 23




Once
The laser beams
Of dreams
Now, the muddy
Pools of brown.

Once
Wondrous,
Sparkling
Now, dull,
Disenchanting.

They have bled
Their light.