Life is a White paper,
Our deeds are various color,
We are the blind artists.
We need to perceive the color,
When we fail at that,
There is nothing in the paper,
But some colored lines.
Life is then meaningless.
However when we can,
Then the paper is filled with color,
It becomes an artistic masterpiece.
Life is then a priceless paintings,
That always fascinate others,
Inspire others to follow,
The only things for us,
That is an easy complication,
To feel this life from deep,
As we are blind artists....
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