With everyone I rise,
I see there
The mountains and
The grass.
With everyone I fall,
I hear the sky
And the fly
In the clay.
The eyes are really
Very very big to see.
And I walk nonstop
To reach nowhere.
Everyone is there
In my presence.
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Eyes perceive presence. You rise with everything is very interesting really. Amazing sharing is done.10