I see that it is*
Though it is like the sun hidden by a cloud
To not see clearly, veiled and it is shroud
For to walk around and not see it show
To bump into yourself and not really know
It is the same of pulling wool over your eyes
And keep forcing yourself in giving it a try
So instead of peering out of a few closed blinds
Your eyesight was always meant to see within, to be fine
Dom*Colucci 2012
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