There is, within me,that which watches;
stares unseeing
at the eager striving,
observes with veins jumping
the failures and obstructions,
the accidental cruelties
and lost opportunities,
and condemns them all.
Thankfully,
over and beyond,
below, above,
behind and around,
another, kinder, eye
can watch and love
even this hardened soul
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