The Blind Boy
The boy had blind for years
His blindness always drove him to tears
But to be a worthy man he strove
Down life's winding paths he drove
The boy saw specks and flecks of light
He saw more more of life, the fight
Though it surprised him, it wasnt his plan
His blindness abated, the boy could see he was already a man
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