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"The contrast of my green eyes..."


The contrast of my green
Eyes and mundane anonymity
Is the thin line between
Humanity and divinity.

Whether I leave a mark
Or depart unrecognized,
My eyes will light up the dark
Casket or bright paradise.

Buried or swept away,
As ashes or in flesh, -
Even if bones decay,
My soul will remain fresh.

Words won’t slither after me
Into the cemetery.
My poetry’s my biography,
Silence - obituary.