BLINDNESS
Here at the edge of nothing, I am standing
five feet away from what I last remember.
I am no longer blind, though I might be. It's
an inclination to do something; either to see
or not to see. (And that too is the question)?
Seeing though is real. Not seeing is but a
memory to hold. Think of that premise.
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Allow me to imagine something. The mark
of gold on the future of lead?
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