She walks with high purpose, through troughs lows and highs, her one simple goal is to have stable eyes. Her hearing is solid, her sense of smell true, she withers when others tell her what to do. She's dabbled with lenses and had surgery, her dream is for stable eyes to set her free. With them she would look upon sea sky and star, her gaze would affix upon things near and far. Today though her peepers they wander and jump, they sap her willpower and cause her to slump. She's loyal and honest and says No to guys, now all that is missing are some stable eyes.
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