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Blind as a bat


You may think he's perfect

You may think he's the world

You may consider him flawless

You may consider him as as sweet as wine

But he's actually just human

Just part of the world

He may not look flawed

Because of his self-indulgence.

But to you he's perfect.

Hah.

It's just a symptom of love.

Blindness

 

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