Behind Golden Bars

(Summary)
I live in this colorless world. This blank world. This blind world. I can sense many things but I can never see them, for I am blind. This world that doesn't want to look me in the eye and say "Yes, he is human too." This generation that feels as if I come from a different planet. This generation that fails to see the real disaster that this world has become. The one disaster that I can see. The one that isn't blinded by blankness. The one I surpass.

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