I order confusion, make sense of my chaos.
Find my answers were I can.
Accept those answers I donít understand.
When I close my eyes I find I'm alone.
Lost by myself, where everyone can see.
Without direction, for I cannot find my way.
But when I open my eyes, look all about.
I see my friends there grinning, smiles quite wide.
Mixed among them are strangers, laughing themselves.
After a moment, I have to agree.
I smile myself, showing all of my teeth.
I share in the joke, chuckle a bit.
Iím not the only one, single in my blindness.
There are others who cannot see,
Who forget to open their eyes.
So I do for them, what my friends have done for me.
Wait patiently, perhaps with a smile.
And hold out my hand until like me, they remember.
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