Eyes

Eyes, eyes, eyes
They have a mind of their own
It is judgement’s quick disguise
Of what is presently shown.

Eyes, eyes, eyes
They leave no room for question
It is assumption’s surmise
Of what may lack expression.

Eyes, eyes, eyes
They can be easily closed
It will be truth without lies
Of what you had once supposed.

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