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Leave me a comment on this one. Tell me what it is that you see. What I see is what never ends.

Submitted: March 24, 2013

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The twinkling stars at night

Such a depth in the sky

Galaxies extending as though forever

So much to see with my own eye

 

Waiting for my sight to return

The promise of surgery the same lure

It won’t be that long is what I say

I have to say it I have to hold on

 

So many stars, they are everywhere

I remember them, they are dazzling

So many I cannot count them

Thousands and thousands and thousands

 

There are sounds and other views

Waiting for my sight to return

Now three minutes closer to surgery

A single operation to renew everything lost

 

There are so many people I want there

The day everything comes roaring back

My parents, my child, my friends that care

Just waiting for my sight to return


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