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Vision


My vison is not clear.

I think about this a lot. Is it fear?

Prehaps im over thinking this to much.

Faith please give a postive luck touch.

 

My vison is not clear.

I think about this a lot. Is it fear?

These adolesents walk down the hall.

Why do they wait for me to fall.

I really just want to going sob in the stall.

 

My vison is not clear.

I think about this a lot. Is it fear?

Thinking is not negligent thing. is it?

it's a puzzle that shapes will not fit.

I think i should just postion my head down for a bit.

Can't just cut the car off on the road since a branch is the in way thats not a way to quit.

 

My vison is not clear

I think about this a lot. Is it fear?

It's all just a blur.

Yet i appeal to defer.

Success has way more pride, then fit in i higely prefer.

Popular is far irrelevent from education wiser crowds refer.

 

Yes, My vison is not at all clear. but really what do i fear?

I will never see anything coming by reason of my vision it appears.

It can be miles great or near.

Lesson will come, it life as it appears. 

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