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Your Eyes Go Sad

Your eyes go sad.

You're

Listening to what I say.

They doze, dream, fade out.

Not listening.

I talk away.

I tell what I've told, out of

Sadness, so often before…I think you never listened,

So you're away you are.

All of a sudden, an

Stare, you look at me,

Immeasurably distant,

You begin a smile.

I go on talking.

Go on listening - your

Thoughts you listen to,

The smile as good as gone,

Until, through the

Afternoon's waste of while,

The silence

Of your useless smile.

Fernando António Nogueira Pessoa (13 June 1888 – 30 November 1935) was a Portuguese poet, writer, literary critic, translator, publisher and phi
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