ALL THIS TIME
WHILE I AM BLIND
I haven't read the newspapers that are all piled up, here,
by me, while I have been blind. It's been quite some time.
Not as if I lost my sight in a poker game, mind you, but it
does feel like bad luck. There's little I can do. I carried
a saber to the point of no return, but the point returned.
Once I realized I would no longer see, I tried quickly
cataloguing all that I remembered before I did not.
Life was a fun game doing that - almost more
than anything else had ever been before.
Now, what I most regret, oddly too,
is that I didn't see it coming.
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