sometimes i wonder
if my eyes could be shuttered
if i would even mind
sometimes i think
feeling the braille of your skin
would be much better
than reading your face
and thinking i understand
your entire story
sometimes i wonder
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Thursday, March 3, 2011
better off blind
Labels:
acceptance,
better off,
blind,
poeticasides,
prejudice,
understanding
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