“His eyes show a world of their own. There is anger in them, and hope. That weird feeling you get in the middle of the night, when you wake up and you’re all alone. They hold in them both heaven and hell, both strength and inability to cope. Love, resentment and jealousy. Hate, indifference and joy. In them can be seen all the conflict there is within his soul. Doubts about everything and even about that. Uncertainty about who he is. All of his wishes and desires, can be seen in his deep brown eyes. Did you know, stranger, that your eyes show a world of their own?”

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Random people: A world of their own