do not complicate
what is obvious
to our senses
our sense of touch
does not require
so many words
feel and write
do not ever think some more
it will just be painful
watch the images
pass
just a glance
do not stare much
there will be so much
glare
so much light
injuring your eyes
in a moment
of truth
close your eyes
and then
open your heart
it will be restful
like a good night's sleep
a nice dream
where harsh reason
cannot have
dominion
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