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Even though my eyes are shut, I can still see colors crystal clearly. That’s when I think it is no big deal to be blind. At times, I wish I am, when what’s real and what’s not are lucid… but it becomes such a big deal to not see faces of loves.
Even though I don’t listen, I can still know what is going on. That’s when I think it is no big deal to be deaf. At times, I wish I am, when truth and lies mix in a confused way… but it becomes such a big deal to not hear the sound of thunderstorm and voices of people who say they love me.
Even though I don’t speak, I can still write and, isn’t it true you say it best when you say nothing at all? That’s when I think it is no big deal to be mute. At times, I wish I am, when honesty does not come along within… but it becomes such a big deal to not reply ”I love you too” back.