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The heart sees

What the eye

Cannot the eye

Is like a

Furloughed sailor often

Grabbing the first

Drink he can

Becoming intoxicated quickly

Slurred and stepping

On delicate toes

Ah but the

Heart is patient

Retired and kind

Embracing and dancing

One slow waltz

After another adding

Intermittent butterfly kisses

Between each dip