Ruby's eyes

A Poem by Diewithme

Innocent still, gentleness refined,
Rest for wicked, sight to the blind.
The deepest blue, born of the sky.
A restless soul, never to die.

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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Author's Note

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Added on January 2, 2017
Last Updated on January 2, 2017

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