Though his eyes were blind
he saw in ways that others did not
With ears he listened
and the truth of a man's hearts
became opened up to him
His nose would not deceive him
for the beauty of each flower
revealed themselves to him
Flavors upon his tongue
painted pictures for his mind
to relish and savor
As he placed his fingers upon a face
he would know a mans joy
or the troubles that beset him
Though many would claim him disabled
he never knew himself to be
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