In the world with seeing eyes
All we see is nothing
We don't understand that
Those that wish to see have
Seen more than we could ever remember
How laughter fills the summers
And smiles that fill december
We are privilage to see with the eyes we have
And sometimes were blinded by things
Infront of us
But that doesn't make us a bad person
In the end its whats become of us
And are we willing to change
Because if all of a sudden
You couldn't see
Things would forever change
And those that cant see
Always realize
That no matter what condition
You still see with your eyes
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