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Feb 16
I pretended to be blind, for a day,

it might have been easier at night.

I had a stick, but no dog, although

I did manage to stand on a ****.


  Occasionally I was head butted,

  stationary objects, ******* poles.

  After changing sides, near walls,

  I was shinned by bicycle pedals.


Sightlessness has no colour and

buff, the title, is not banana in hue,

 yet those afflicted with impaired

  vision can easily identify them.


If I pretended to be blind for a night

it would be no different than the day,

  because dog turds, ******* poles,

bananas and pedals are all nocturnal.
Ryan O'Leary
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Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
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