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What is it that will make you stay?
Those eyes looking into the darkness,
Trying to find a reason to pray,
Walking with that careful carelessness…
Looking up to search the stars,
Trying to decipher the night,
Trying to unearth where you are,
As instinct takes over sight…
Wandering into the nothing,
Hoping to find something…
Plunging to find that pearl in the ocean,
Hearing silence with its commotion…
Casting dice into black,
Fortuitous coincidence,
And a lucky seven comes back,
Speck of light in darkness immense…
An odyssey towards the dawn,
Focussed wandering eyes,
Spot an illusion trudging along,
Masked trying to pass by…
Piercing the brilliant fable,
Was an alter ego masked,
An ace up the sleeve not the table,
Truth was all that the eyes asked…
Together walking on the promenade,
Awakened from the stupor,
A spec to a blazing fire unafraid,
Together starting as a tremor…
The eyes starting not to stray,
In earner waiting for morn,
Under the ceiling of stars we lay,
Together a future was drawn…
