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limitations don't limit you |
| When you're blind,sound is a wonderful thing You can sit on the porch and here the birds sing Or sit by the creek and hear the sound of a leaf But if you're death at least you can see You can watch the birds fly while the blind hear them sing or see the ripples in the creek or the deer step on the leaf So if you can't do one, you can always do the other You can hear the birds sing or see them flutter |