The Blind Man
You see with your hands
You feel with your cane
You love with your whole heart
And it's never in Vain
The world needs you
to witness greatness
and we know we aren't alone
When heartache strikes us
You get up each morning
alone and in the dark
And go to bed at night
As blind as when you started
You were healthy once
as we all were
But you see more now
Than some ever will.
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