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| VERSION 3 |
| THE OBSERVER Colors change People move Flowers grow, then die There I am, watching it all Moving by so fast, so slow I couldn't always understand why people did the things they did It didn't make sense to me Why couldn't they see? I always tended to watch the way people did things, and how they lived their lives I though I had some kind of gift for seeing what others could not I never understood why people did certain things The right and the wrong I could see Why could they not see? But then it happened, when even I could not see I, the observer, was blind Maybe someone else out there was watching me Maybe they could not understand why I did what I did What was obvious to them was out of focus for me I guess it means that we can not see all the time. |