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that speck

Come hither and look into my eyes
Do you see anything...
that speck that bothers me,
every living minute -
refusing to wash out.

Come hither and blow a soft breath
maybe it will leave


Come hither and look into my eyes
Do you see anything...

- "I see life", you say.

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