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Oh to be Blind again. by Fyodr NessinOh to be Blind again!
and see the world in a different light
to keep it black and white.
to not separate day from night?
Or night from day
it's all the same.
tasting
hearing
feeling
Breathing
Oh to be blind again
and then remove my conceptions
or better yet, the mis-directions
turn grey to black
or grey to white
it's alright.
Judging
Listening
touching
smelling
Oh to be blind again
and start from the beginning
whence I came
not brought.
or bought.
and not forced.
No. Not Forced.
Oh to be blind again
and be red or blue or yellow
not grass-green or sunset-orange.
Not grey.
but smiling
wishing
Feeling.
Oh to be blind again
and be removed from this day back
not forward.
Not here again.
Back. Back. Back.
To start afresh
will be my death.
I can't be blind again.
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