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| The Folly of the Blind | ||||||||||||
| My father has been proven blind once more: Enchanted by my sisters' dazzling snares, He split himself in half without a cure, But yet cannot see his own faults, or theirs. He's punished the honest ones too far, And then, rewarding those who do so wrong, He wonders oft why I he cannot mar That has been true to him all along. He tried to rid himself of me without The thought that I might care and want to stay; Despite my admonitions, I'm forced out, Supposed to never again come this way. And so a loyal daughter still am I To hope that someday we will reunite. |
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