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2d
i often don't know
what this is about
talking with
a blindness
feeling its way
along
always embarrassed
that you may see me
feeling my way along
laughing as i miss
everything
every **** thing
clumsily by
being so **** dumb
toΒ Β its nearness
yet
its dearness
robs
all i have
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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