OpenEyes
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We're blinded by many things
Sadness
Joy
Anger
Caught up in the passion of a moment
That will pass and leave you crashing into empty nothing
We're blinded by empty things
Bitterness
Reaching out
Look at me and understand,
Understand my thinking,
Thinking of a time long past you,
You who lives within reality,
Reality a cruel idea.
Look at me and understand,
