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Now That I Think About It

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There’s always a point in your life
Where everything else becomes a blur
And you just see them.
Your one. Your only.
Until they
Let you go.
Then the world comes back
And the blur gets a little
Clearer.
Until everything is perfectly visible
And you’re sitting there
Wishing you were still blind.





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RhyanWoods said...
Apr. 18, 2009 at 12:17 am
I wish I was still blind (metaphorically speaking) I don't like the world when its clear.
 
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