I see colors on paper Like spots of blue and red But they’re not really there Or so my eye doctor says Reading is hard Cuz letters jump around And spaces between words Form rivers all the page down But the doctor says those rivers aren’t real It is just how my eyes interpret the light But that isn’t how my brain feels It says what I see is right But …
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