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...and the blind one sang

 
and the blind one sang  
of colors
he felt  
when life  
dealt  
him joy  
 
and he sang  
of a canvas  
with texture  
that erupted  
of emotions  
and leapt  
past boundaries  
of light  
and sight  
oh the height  
of pleasure  
oh the heights  
of pleasure  
 
and the blind man sang  
of pebbles  
being dropped  
in ponds  
ripples  
making landfall  
under his eye  
he cries  
they said  
and he sang  
the blind man  
he sang  
 
not possible  
not plausible  
they said  
yet he sang  
of sight  
beyond the eyes  
that see  
and reflect
.  
 
 

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