“His eyes”

His eyes.

They said something else.

They weren’t the kind eyes you would expect when you saw him.

They were darker.

Almost evil.

But that didn’t fit.

The person was kind.

He was a kind person.

But those eyes.

I could never forget those eyes.

They weren’t the eyes of a kind person.

But they belonged to the kindest of all.

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