Blind Man - Poem by James McLain
You blindly at it looking
and it's like only parcel delivered in snow.
You quit' it'; laughing you l' 'yellow'a love lady'
'I' must blindly never every;
I hate you blind man,
and to hate you I am blind but Ply with you,
and the measurement of my love weathers for you
that you/I followed bindly and blind is that sea I do not see you
but l' love with all my heart
and with you l'm the blind man you followed.
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