I saw a man without a face
He stared at me
I lost my place
How could he see me with no eyes?
He answered me with no reply
I must be dreaming this cant be real
yet, there the man is standing still
I began to think of his sad fate
And how we should appreciate
The things we see,smell,hear, and taste
The life we're given
We should not waste.
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