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Imagine What It's Like
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Shalee
Whyville Poet |
Imagine what it's like to be
In all darkness; Unable to see.
To see no color, no shapes, no light,
And to know that this you cannot fight.
Being able to hear but not to see,
Longing to fight and be free.
To be able to smell, hear, and feel,
But not to see; Nor to heal.
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