Vision
The sadness,
Of never being able to see,
The rainbow hues of the world,
Like a lock to a key,
Are the couleurs to the world,
And seeing someone's face light up with joy,
Of only being able to feel,
Not see an awesome toy,
My dear friend Harlan,
I'm sorry for the eyes you can't view the world with.
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