If I could only have a glimpse of the world...
If I could only hear what people say...
If I could only feel what they feel...
If I could only taste the sweetest things...
If I could only smell the fragrance...
If I could only be like them...
If I could only be complete...
If only I could be...
But nobody wants me to be ...
They left me hanging on my wishes...
No more chances, no more hope.
Devoid of life, I am
Spared with nothing...
...but a wishful soul.
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