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May 2010
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Is that really what you see?
My eyes see red, but that's just me.
Old man over there, please tell me what you see.
"I see nothing, mam, that is all that I can see."
Santa Claus, what do you see?
I spy a good girl and a Christmas tree.
Oh, new born baby, what can you see?
Or can you not understand the language of thee?
Drunken ***, take a step forward, try to see what I see.
It is blurry for you but crystal clear for me.
20/40 vision pupils, put on your glasses and please look over there.
Is that a giant bowl of cocoa puffs or a brown grizzly bear?
Do you see what I see or nothing at all?
Is it summertime for you or winter or fall?
Perceptions, perceptions, my eyes are my guide.
They can even see different creatures when they go under covers at night and hide.
Ginamarie Engels
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