With my eyes closed i can't see, when i opened them they wondered how i could see you. They just couldn't believe in the things i saw, with themselves open they decided if they couldn't see, it couldn't be there.
That my eyes were speaking of things that were never there for me, because it was never there for them. With themselves open they could only see the narrow path they had ahead and for that they believed i shouldn't be seeing anything different.
But i saw, i see, all the things that they could not or choose not to see, my eyes are humble enough to admit that they cant know what the eyes of the world see. I am just happy with what i can see.
With my eyes closed, now, I can see, you gave me the possibility of this as now i see without my eyes and without them I see, all the things, all the things u mean to me.
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