I can see
my vision is blurred
colors blend together
stuck together
unattainable, opaque, unclear
i trip
i fall
every movement jumps, blinks, moves
my vision is blurred
brown becomes black
yellow becomes green
thin, black lines on paper
appear blank
blank
blank
white
someone notices
my trips, my falls, my clumsiness
holds out a hand
places it on my hand
i put it on
It is clear
Precise lines web through on my paper
There are a million different shades
Thousands of the same color
Color
I can define it
I can touch it
I can feel it
It reaches out and I…
I can see
>I have no idea what I should title it. .__.''
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