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April 18, 2013
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I am handicapped by the darkness
Held hostage by my inability to see
The air is black and quiet
My eyes closed to relieve the fear

I escape to a place with color
One with feelings, energy, infinite imagination
I can go distances I have never perceived before
And live my life to the fullest

The shapes of the clouds
Hues of the leaves on the big autumn trees
All the faces that I could only imagine
I can now finally see

Eventually I join reality again
Only to be swallowed in anxiety
I already forget what it looked like
In that world that was only mine

Uncertainty is ubiquitous
There is no guarantee that anything is real
I hear sounds, I feel texture
But what does it matter if I cannot see

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