Blind
Here’s a poem about Blind Spots: There are places my eyes can’t see, Corners hidden, haunting me. Shadows dance where truths reside, Secrets live where fears collide. The mind deceives, a clever guise, What I can’t see, it paints with lies. Yet in the dark, a lesson grows, A space where mystery softly flows. Blind spots mark the edges of grace, A humbling reminder of my place. For what is unseen shapes what’s known, A quiet void where I am shown. Does this resonate with the feeling you wanted?
9.0" x 11.0"
$700
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Mabushi, Abuja, Municipal Area Council, Federal Capital Territory, 240102, Nigeria
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