In the eyes of a beautiful stranger
There is a kind of paradise,
A release
From a life full of things
Too familiar,
Worn out from overuse,
Exhausted by constancy.
In the eyes of a beautiful stranger
There is another life,
Different,
Fresh,
Unknown.
Ah, to awaken one morning
And not know
What the new day will bring.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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