Eyes Open

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My lids slowly rise

I look at the lives

The lives I have ignored

They have been before me

Shining brightly

Each one a star upon the tree

A lighthouse in a storm

A love offered freely

They never abandoned me

My winds blew them angrily

They stood their ground

Their selflessness an anchor

Their empathy a sweater

I've seen you before me

I've always seen you

I love you

Love you always

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