isn't it funny?
everybody has an eye,
but nobody can see you.
how can someone
judge something
they have never seen?
how can you trust your hope
to some place
you have never been?
be kind or be a fool;
i don't see any difference.
be blind and be kind;
these things
are surely just the same.
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White Heat's Grave (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThis book contains an assemblage of brief free-verse poems that express my views and experiences. It encompasses eighteen years of my life and a particular manifestation of melancholy. All poems created and shared were original. Any unauthorized use...
