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The Blind Beggar
He told me that he'd seen God
And that's why he was blind
He couldn't look away
That's why he went mad
He said that heaven's air
Tasted like berries on your tongue
And Earth's was like angry tears
He said there your body
Tingles with unheard music
Here it's numb as a block of wood
He talked to God everywhere
Like they were close friends
And everywhere people said
"God's got better things
To occupy his time
Than the likes of you."
The beggar just kept a smile on his face
Bright as crystal in sunlight
