Cold rain in my eyes.

I blink it all away.

They ask me once again.

I don't know what to say.

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Something more than vision.

Can't see it with the eye.

They still don't understand it,

and don't bother to ask why.

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It's a blinding epidemic,

where sightless eyes still stare.

And yet you are the blindest,

for you only see what's there.

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