When your internal eye
Sees more
Than what you see
Outside.
You let go
Of the anonymity
No more games
Of monopoly.
The world is bigger than us
Yet we see more inwardly.
Take off your rose coloured glasses
Not every colour has a pink tint
But some do for you.
All the answers don't lay in reality
Some sleep in mind beds eerily.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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