A man shorn of eyes not so can see,
Sunk in lust as if a man mid sea,
Blinkered blind he that be
One in conceit can't see,
Lost in self a man sees naught any.
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Words well said | 07.11.14 |
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We all are blind in one way or another. A great philosophic thought.
So well said, and nice hearing from you after long. Man would not see what he does not want to see, a man purblind.