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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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