“ECLIPSE” by Antoine Dagobert

Songs, stories, stanzas, sighs, serenades, and soft stolen kisses have all paid tribute to the unequivocal power of the eyes. Internal windows to the soul; external windows to the world. A man is recognized by his eyes—no matter the age, the expression, the hardships, the wrinkles, the feeling—the eyes are the only element of the body that do not naturally alter. A man is read by his eyes—you cannot hide secrets in their depths, you cannot contain them as you contain a word, you cannot bite them as you’d bite your tongue. A man’s character and motives glitter through—analyzed and recognized and read only through… the eyes of others.

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