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No one just has blue eyes. They have eyes that glitter like foreign waters. Eyes flecked with the grey of a gathering storm. Eyes like a child's, full of brightness. Eyes like the ocean, fathomless and deep. Eyes of sky, never ending. No one just has green eyes. They have eyes like the grasses of a summer field. Eyes streaked with the dappled light on a forest floor. Eyes like precious gems, throwing shards of light. Eyes like apples, round and lush. Eyes of a cat, wise and dangerous. No one just has brown eyes. They have eyes like fat, glossy November conkers. Eyes with the warm, sugary brown of coffee. Eyes like chocolate ici