Eyelids
flicker
like fireflies
in the presence
of darkness
Eyes
attached
to lies
perpetuated
in the presence
of disappearance
Lids
opening
themselves
to everything
we wanted to be nothing
As
we realize
that
eyes
and
I’s
Aren’t like fireflies
flickering
in the darkness
They
lie
in the presence
of disappearance
opening
themselves
to everything
© Hudson Biko
hudson biko 
Wow. Very deep. Keep up the good work.
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Thank you! Sure will!
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