At birth, his eyes weren't open
but his mind was introduced to a whole new world,
he lived as if he hadn't been robbed of a important token,
he lived, and to him new things unfurled.
He stood for hours and listened
to things we never hear,
he couldn't see your faces but he knew you through and through,
he didnt need to stand near.
he never saw the colour,
of natures million hues
but the way in which he could discover,
noone ever knew.
He understood everything,
took his loss in his stride,
of the senses he had, he was the king.
Everyone, of him should hold a high pride.
Ex
-EJ
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