Present

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Tormented, unable to see the present,

Nothing is pleasant.

Just take me back to when I was here,

This isn't your fault dear. 

Do not worry about me,

It's okay even if I can no longer see.

My skin so fragile and my heart beats so slow but you will never know... of the pain, of the chains on my ankles. All you do is blow out the candles, I cannot see in the dark, I cannot see at all. I walk around blindly, but can you kindly find me. 

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