blessings
i settle into darkness absorb the starry night i close my eyes in safety a blind man's usual plight - my presence reassured as i listen to the trees the sound of gentle rustling a deaf girl's silent breeze - the scent of jasmine blossom i'm overcome by zest an anosmic only notices the nearby buzzing pest - i swat it with my hand and enjoy a victory dance a quadriplegic's prison-like uncompromising stance - life on earth is limited our blessings we should count for those we have that others lack to what shall they amount?
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