blinds on
if only i could see the one.
there is never one, always two that i long to see
nay
search for.
one remains fruitless
one a mystery, but there.
if i speak in riddles do you know
of what i say?
do you hear these words of eyes and see the thoughts i think?
if i never stop pestering
walking
and reaching
will you have more mercy?
there can never be more than you.
one is enough.
always.
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