I tried to walk
My feet got stuck
I tried to talk
But out of luck
My tongue was tied
My legs were weak
I sat and sighed
Deciphering the trick
I sat alone
On a lonely bench
I feel the stones
And smell the stench
I looked around
No soul to find
Be not astound
For I am blind.
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