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Between The Sun and Moon


Being blind is not to see

Thousands of people go day to day with almost perfect vision

Then people born blind, aren't really blind

Each one of us try not to see

We don't mean to, but some of us fall

We fall into the depths of darkness, with nothing

Just like baby animals, squirming to the realization that we are alive

Being blind is not to see

Being blind is not to see the encountering with our daily lives

Being able to see is different though

Even if you have perfect eyes

Even if you can see this text

You can be blind

Being able to see is like

Seeing "between the sun and moon"

 

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