The Eye
over molten lava the path does lead,
the eye watches,
the world encapsulated?
the world defined?
in its vision,
this lonely eye,
or only a voyeur,
a peeking tom,
living only through others joys and sorrows,
watching,
watching,
while the brave contemplate the molten lava,
for that is where the path does lead.
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