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Sep 2014
Someday the tape from your eyes will fall- lose its stick
Perhaps then you won't be as blind
Inevitable suffering
You're decaying
'Why do you say the things you think?'
I hear your tears
Life leaves tremors for the girl blind to the world
Anna Brown
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