his eyes were blue;
more shallow pools of rainwater
than clear skies.
They saw the world
more critical than most
and you could see
a vague pain that brimmed
beneath his cobalt gaze.
Though he could laugh it off
when pressed,
you wondered how long
the clouds in his mind
have gone without raining.
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