Seeing Without Eyes

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The Old Stuff

Her life,

Torn,

Shattered with words.

She hurts.

She weeps,

Yet she is beautiful,

Inside,

Outside.

Look past the shame.

Look past what others think.

See her.

See what she doesn�t.

See what she can�t.

She is blind.

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11-4-00

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