My eyes are so big
They can contain the highest mountains and the widest seas
They can view distant galaxies so far away we can never get to
My eyes are so small
Sometimes they cannot even contain a few drops of tears
Sometimes they cannot bear to even look, to look at the bad
My eyes are so sharp They notice fine details in reports and paintings They notice that something is wrong even if no one says so
My eyes are so dull Sometimes they miss what is right in front of me Sometimes they choose to see what we want to be true, and not the truth
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