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Looking but not seeing
The tears were flowing but there was no feeling
They were bright and glowing
But there was nothing they were knowing
Looking for a surprise
But there was nothing that they could decide
It was impossible to tell if they were even alive
Not even sure if they would ever revive
For failure they might win a prize
It didn't even matter about the size
Probably better left for others to decide
Such is the situation with broken eyes
About the Creator
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