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Look,

In the eye of the beholder

For that which is

Always was

And that which is not

Never came to be

Reluctant to believe

Non-existence of the soul

Probability of the possibility

That eyes never lie

And spirits never die

For that which was

Always is, forever will

Closed unto revelation

Concealed in darkness

Embraced by madness

The realities of you, of me

The truths of this world

Are closer than you think

See, all you have to do

Look.