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Nov 2011
I don't know anything at all
Sometimes it's hard to learn
to the point where there is no point
Give me a sharpener of sorts
So I can carve one

I stumble when I walk
Give me a map with a location to trip towards
Give me a beat to march to
So I can walk upright

My vision is blurred
I can only see in black and white
Give me some lenses so I can see what you mean
I need hearing eggs to listen correctly
I need a dictionary to understand definitions

If all of this is too hard to find
Then hide my face in your chest
and cover my ears
whisper in my ear what everything means
Tell me the right words and use them correctly
and I'll trust you blindly, without a sound.
Peyton Leigh Stille
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Peyton Leigh Stille  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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