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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