Thursday, 11 June 2020

Sight

I've had eyes,
All my life,
But I wonder if I've ever seen,
I've been looking ahead a lifetime long,
But seen nothing in between,
The foreground and the horizon,
My nose and the great beyond,
My aspiration blinded me,
The bright lights had me conned.

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