The Blessed One
Be thankful, you are lucky;
Flying like a bird, so free
Be grateful, you are blessed;
Unlike me, my life is so messed.
In the world of dark light,
It is questionable for what’s left to right
Everywhere is a lonely sight;
Even a brave spirit can’t fight.
Inside the box of darkness,
My eyes are seeking for brightness.
You have a sight, be happy; you’re really the lucky one
How I wish I could also see, then I’ll be the blessed one.
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