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Updated: Sep 14, 2019

Blind ٦ ١ ————

Blind were the eyes that saw tomorrow, The distant star and the mystic hollows, The vistas summit and the whisper’s sorrow,

Blind were the eyes that sought the heavens, The truth of creation and the proof of presence, The birds of time and their mystic reverence,

Kind are the words that speak of spirits, Their passed remarks, their blissful image, Their spiritual essence, their dismal minutes,

Told are the stories that teach their greatness, Their unseen virtues that taught to hate less, That those who fail are those who wait less.

————— Collection: “ ٣ ٢ ”

By Tayebwa


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