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Video Game in My Eyes
Written by Gail DeBole on December 27, 2023 Updated December 28, 2023 I told my eye doctor about my blurred sight And that it had caused me somewhat of a fright. It only took a minute for him to surmise The problem within each of my eyes. He said, “There is a cure. No need for alarm. Your eyes can be fixed without any harm." He said that since removing my cataracts two years ago Scar tissue grew in secret and became my eyes’ foe. The dastardly tissue blocked my ability to see And, after his words, I was somewhat relieved. My eyes were numbed on the day of the cure While I was waiting in line for my turn. A laser would shoot beams of light to remove The scar tissue and my sight would improve. The first sharp pop was startling at first But then I realized it was a healing burst. The doctor seemed to have smiling bursts of his own And smiled each time a crisp zap seemed to explode. While he zapped the scar tissue villain, I felt no pain. Did his imagination turn this into a video game?
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