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Worthless

With my blind eyes I seek.

A reason why all I see from what I cannot see,

fills my cup of feelings with enormity

A being that guides me to peoples souls,

in order for me to feel the ones I had the inability to see.

Living in this cipher...

I seek my blind eyes.

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george-c
Armenian
Published
Nov 29, 2012
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