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For my eyes
I care not to see the world
I have seen enough
For my feet
I care not to run across mountains
I have enough blisters
For my hands
I care not to shake the hands of liars
I am dirty enough from my own
For my ears
I care not the hear the tongue of truths
I have no more tears to spill for them
For my brain
I care not to split black from white
I have no more sharp knives to cut
For my heart
Well
I suppose that is already shattered
I will give you that for free​
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