I have bright eyes
They say I was born in a world of light
But I can only see darkness.
I have two sensitive ears
They say I live in a noisy country
But I can't hear a sound.
I walk with a brisk pace
They say the road before me is perfectly smooth
But why do I stop in my tracks?
My sense of smell is extraordinary
They say my home is filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers
But why can I only smell the stench of decay?
God told me to open my eyes wide
I said to God: If I open them too wide, I will be afraid.
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