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𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮'𝙨 𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝘼𝙣𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨'𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡.
His brown almond eyes, 𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣.
The epitome of tranquility and solace,
His eyes were a reflection of sunsets, 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣𝙚’𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡.
His were the kind of eyes, poets looked for and lacked words to write about.
His eyes were a work of art, painted with a shade of 𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧.
❝ 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙.❞
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