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I looked into your eyes
and felt as if you knew me,
even though we’ve yet to meet.

Feeling rude, I quit staring,
but your eyes followed me,
causing me to look again.

Kindred spirits, by chance?
Or did you see my raw soul,
and know you could help?

I may never meet the eyes
from that photograph, but
I thank you for reaching me.