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Blind


Darkness beneath the skin of fear,

is invisible,

Lost in chasing what we cannot see,

it can be found.

Intuition our third eye acts with determination,

yet we still cannot see. 

Blindness with the help of shared ignorance exists,

We know it exists,

but we still cannot see. 

 

 

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