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May 2017
You've been living for years,
but for all those year you couldn't see
You see neither the world nor me
This world is so beautiful
So wild and untamed,
but you're to blind to see

After all those years you've been living
Still you couldn't see
The beauty of this world
How it was the birth
of wildness and the free

Yet you still say it was born
Only for our use and our orders
So you call me blind
For not seeing what it's worth,
but the worth of this world is priceless
If you can't see then how
Am I the blind man
When the only person who's
truly blind is you.
Written by
   Alyssa Nichole and josin137
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