how many ways are there to see the world
the images that the world affords
revealed and hidden
how many eyes do i have
two below the brow
and some more that prod me
to do them favours
there are so many worlds
beyond this world
and there are eyes beyond
the two eyes below the brow
close your eyes and you know
what i mean
a new world of vision unfolds
it prods at the heart
whispers to the ears
and knocks at the
closed windows of the mind
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