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| In her eyes I see eternity, I live for eternity. They say eyes are a window to the soul; her eyes are a door to worlds. I journey for ever but fatigue does not touch me. Nothing does, I forget life and I forget death. Elysium, Arcadia, Eden, I experience them all. I spend countless lifetimes in unapproachable ecstasy and innumerable millennia in incommunicable elation. I am no longer enslaved by the constraints of either life or death. I am free, yet bonded unbreakably to her. Then her glance flicks away again and I return to life with the full force of gravity. I die painfully and am reborn equally painfully. | ||