The Title I

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It's been a long time.

Since I made these rhymes.

People are staring at me, and I don't look back,

Because in reality I feel so blind.

The rhythm keeps me from the light.

It's all due the darkness and the shadows I hide behind.

Yet I look to the sky.

See things like a different page a different side of the night.

There's things no one seems to realize.

I didn't even know I was blind until I opened my eyes.

Lots of "ai" ending words that rhyme. Thought I'd go random with it.

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