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All But Blind


All but blind
In his chambered hole
Gropes for worms
The four clawed mole.
All but blind
In the evening sky
The hooded Bat
Twirls softly by.
All but blind
In the burning day
The Barn Owl blunders
On her way.
And blind as are
These three to me,
So, blind to Some-one
I must be.



 


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