Rifled Eyes
Could see
Further than a horizon
Sifted bullets of pain
Black holed promises of peace
And the scales of justice
А jig saw puzzle blind folded
Hanging on a forefinger
It was so easy to carry this world
For it had nothing left to lean on
Rifled eyes perhaps saw
More than you and I ever will
Before we close
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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