Blind

You know what I see?

I can see a beautiful, invincible, perfect, radiant, sweet princess.

Why can’t you see?

It’s right there, quite plainly.

You just need to open your eyes.

Don’t be scared, for you won’t see a monster.

There will only be you.

And you’ll see exactly what you want to see.

But let me tell you what I see.

This poem is about: 
My family

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