BLIND SEE

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            Blind see with that special eye.

            An eye, that other people it can defy.

       An eye that sometimes makes other people say my oh my.

       An eye as high as the sky.

       An eye as special as a church steeple.

        Blind have an eye that can see inside the skin.

        A skin, sometimes not thin.

        A skin, that hides what is really inside.



                    Blind see.



               They don't care about the looks.

            They don't get brainwashed by the books.

           Some use looks as hooks.

          Some only look for looks.

         If a person has no looks, they get nowhere.

         To the blind, a personality can be as sweet as lime.

        It can be a real treat, and really neat.



                    Blind see.



           They don't play the game that others do.

           People are personalities and names.

           They see it as not fair, when others do not look good, themselves blame.      

           It is what they do.

            They are new.



                  Blind see.



                They don't use their eyes.

              They are wise.

             They know where to go.

            They use their minds.

They see things which others do not, because they

    are covered by blinds.

    They use their minds to see somebody's insides.



               Oh, Blind see.

            Yeah, blind see.



  

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