Blind Spot

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Why can't my blind spot see? it’s shadowing me in the eye's periphery edgily creeping sideways like a crab, watching me, it’s stalking me, deceiving me with popped eyes propped up on stilts, curling away when I look. You live within my every gaze, yet evade my searching blaze. Why my dear spot do you hide and blind me in so many ways? Is your evasive spot futile, furtive, or a fugitive in the clear? Are you black, white, brindle or transparently clear. Do you suck, poke, protrude, grind or cut, with a laser sear to blind. Why can't I see you, my blind spot hole? I know you’re there unseen on the edge! I’ll shut my eyes now and hope that you’ll will be gone when I awake and stare to see you clearly there with me, scene sharing two-eyed In binocular vision.

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