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Look from one eye to the other

Yours never moves, a friend's does

The path is never recorded

Your eyes don't glide

They jump, dozens of times a minute

Just before each jump, the brain cuts the picture

For a split second, you are blind

A camera, though, catches everything

And all it takes is a single finger to outsmart the blackout

The frozen image of your eyes just proves you are running the edit, without knowing it