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Crow’s feet

Creases so dark and deep upon his face
They could have been painted on with India ink.
He saw more with his one blind eye than
Any mortal should suffer.
Every twisted line, every crescent scar, a chapter in his long life.
A story so wondrous, so grotesque
Only God could write it.

Inspiration: Rounded

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