Today I saw the world
In the eyes of a child
Covered in dust
But bursting with love
Eager with anticipation
to absorb all that I could give
My time means more here
Than it does to myslef
The waves of self absorption
Melted; drifted
Away in those eyes
The warm embraces
Gestures that are measured not by money
But by love;
Compassion;
The real gifts in this world
In those eyes;
Those piercing eyes
I find a meaning
And the frivolity
Of my first world existence
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