Blinders
i kept my eyes
open at sunrise
staring at the
solar flares
of her
sonrisas
increasing
more then my
other senses i
begin thinking why
just for one
poem i chose
a permanent dis
ability so i now see
a possabilaty of more
profit not twice
but thrice the
money made
from the pet
rock and the
mood ring
combined
what better
idea then to
sell sunglasses
to
the
blind
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