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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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