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If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since April 2016
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Blinded

April 3, 2016

Seeking

 

Searching

 

My eyes relish the world around me

 

Once you have seen you cannot unsee

 

This sight that was given to me

 

To see the physical wonders

 

To create expressive manifestations

 

To warn me off hidden dangers

 

To recognize the symbols that rule this world

 

And the sight to seek truth

 

Beyond our eyes

 

Though my spectacles betray me

 

I fear my decline of vision

 

I weep

 

For the blind

 

Who do not see

 

For those with eyes

 

That do not wish to see

 

Those that choose to be blind

 

They do not know

 

Sight is a gift

 

That I cannont live without

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