I saw her but I did not see
Life overflowing from the tree
I was blind or else I'd flee
From an image of thee
I saw myself but did not see
Below the surface of my stormy sea
My blindness prevents you to be
Showing through me
My eyes are open, my soul is shut
Behind a wall so I may cut
To shreds my being, but
You can take me out of this rut
Please make me free
Of running from thee
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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